I woke up early today and had a cup of coffee. It didn't cure my cold or being old and grumpy. So I tried a second cup, but it didn't cure me.
It made me more alert to my grouchy misery. Åll coffee can remedy is a caffein deficiency.
I need a morning drink that numbs my misery. The ying to that yang is it would numb my joy.
There are no one-sided coins. Vodka and Vallium or Viaga can't cure me being old.
Being old and less capable is the pits. Until I consider the only alternative: A pine box with flowers upon on it.
The ugliness of Canberra politics is severe. Until I consider the only alternative: Guns.
Syrians don't vote. They shoot one another. We vote for Genghis Khan or Atilla The Hun. Voting is better than Syria, but not by much.
African proverb: "He who annoints a king never rules with Gillard or Abbott". They tell you lies and you pay them taxes.
Thus it has been ever since a caveman could wave a big club and dine for free.
Today's big club is called a Mace. It sits in Parliament to remind you what rules: Them that have a big club dine for free. You have to work to eat. Demanding money with menaces = Democracy. We get to pick who waves the club.
Coffee can't prevent World War Three. Or cure my cold or remedy getting old. So why do I drink coffee? It's a habit. All coffee can cure is a lack of caffein. If I don't drink coffee, I feel deprived. Drink it and I feel alert and deprived. It's better than drunk and deprived. The cure: Drink coffee and vodka with anti-depressants and whiskey and I won't be deprived of anything.
Result: Wheee! Crash! Help! "Doctor it all began with one cup of coffee."
Doctor: "You're suffering from Western Civilisation. The only cure is vote for Elvis Presley."
Why Elvis? "He's dead so he wreck your life and drive you to drink anything to feel good."
