A Game for All

Playin’ wif’ myself

Today’s earth is going through a humble awakening. The animals are not really sure what is going on. All of a sudden people are being nice. Even the butcher says a prayer before decapitating his prize meal. It is almost like there was a nuclear war, but, they ran out of rockets. And now everyone is trying to make heads and tails on what to do next.
That is everyone except the 1%. They have everything planned. Fall out shelters, hidden rooms, private aircraft; they even have adopted children for the pitty-affect. Well, that might be stretching it.
Everyone else is sticking their necks out trying to help each other. Even those people who are racist, cold, and even the evil ones are voluntarily helping others. The hard headed people who do not believe there are two sides to every door are agreeing just to agree.
The 1% doesn’t know what to do. They have always brought people against each other. Now what are they going to do?
There is no way the 1% is going to give all of thier money to charity! They were not raised to help others, au contraire, only to help themselves.
Like ping pong they go back and forth. If they lose, they only lose to the 1%. It is nice to serve each other (5times). The only problem is if they lose their balls. You know with eccentric players those balls go flying around and wind up in the craziest places.
With this planet spinning out of control, that is…global warming, aircraft messing up the tropopause and no one cares, viruses going viral where does it end? Maybe, just maybe we can continue to be nice to everyone and not just your ping pong opponent. And save the planet for games to come.


Published by Daniel Shea

I am a happily married knucklehead. Born in Chicago and raised in Memphis and Prairie du Chien Wis. I wish someone would benefit from my ideas. And I wish I didn't get so many spams. #niceday

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