It’s a new year and I’m back.
I’m sure that many of you are more than thankful for that since, without me, your life is meaningless. You look at me as your one ray of hope in your pitiful existence.
That’s fine with me. But, sometimes I need a break from those that are less than me which is the reason I took last week off.
Yet a lot of you kept hounding me with questions as if I don’t have anything better to do than to help others. Frankly, it makes me sick but I am the only voice of reason on this website so I have no alternative but to continue.
The following letter I received from Bryan B. in Modesto, CA is the sort of crap I was receiving on my self imposed week off. To everyone else who sent me something, just read my reply to Bryan because it will apply to you too.
It was Christmas Day and I went to your column but found that you didn’t write something new. I don’t know what to do now and I feel as if I’ve been abandoned.
Well, I guess that’s the story of your life Bryan. You might want to stop relying on others since 10 out of 10 times you’ll find that nobody cares about you or your problems.
Too bad you don’t lead the life that I do. I’m loved. People care about me. When/if I die, my funeral will have to be held in a stadium so that everyone will have a seat with thousands upon thousands turned away at the turnstiles.
When you die, you’ll be lucky if someone buries you. You’ll probably be left to rot wherever you fall because you’re not worth the effort to lift off the ground. But I don’t mean that in a bad way.
In no time your rotting body will be consumed by insects and small animals, the rest will go right back into the Earth and used again. That’s what happened to every living thing since the world began, and that’s what will happen to us. So if you think about it, we’re all no better than recycled cardboard!
Except me, I’m better!
NEXT WEEK: I offer more hope for the masses!
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