We worry about the price of a gallon
of gas. We feel angst about whether
our car is newer than our neighbor's.
Is our grass greener than their's? They're
vacationing in Santa Fe, but we're
flying to Antigua. There are no Blacks
or Hispanics in our lovely part of
suburbia, thank god. And speaking of
God, we both pray Sunday mornings,
albeit at different churches (ours is
bigger, though). Climate Change?
Why should we worry about that?
Most of the smog is still in L.A, right?
Nuclear Winter--what the hell is that?
We fly to Aspen in the winter to ski.
My brothers and sisters don't live
all around the world. They mostly
live in Peoria. Pour me another scotch
and soda.

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