Folks who learn how guilt is manufactured and delivered live a better life.
They look down from the manager’s office at the plant floor to
see what is being produced and by whom. Then they
watch like hawks to see if its being delivered
by shipload or wheelbarrow, paid for or
not. And they know guilt has such a
short shelf life that every bit not
put into immediate play soon
evaporates into the eith-or.
Thank you, friend.