There Are At Least 50

At least 50 people, who I would rather see running the world, than the morons in power, today.

For 2 weeks now, these people have proven, day after day, that they are pretty much absolutely selfless.

Here's to the Fukushima 50.

And if one believes everything one reads on wiki, they've been joined in recent days, by another 950 like-minded folks.

That's 1,000 decent people.

Now, how do we go about putting them in charge?


Texting. Texting. 1... 2... 3...

"Surrounded by bikers. Should I tell them it's not about money, but attitude," said a friend's text, over the weekend. 

"It's not about money, or attitude, but if you have to tell them what it's all about, then they're not bikers, just guys who own bikes," was my response.

Silence ensued.

Ten minutes later, she texted again: "Don't think I'll tell them that. Might depress them. Too many mid-life crises here, already."

"Wankers," I texted back. And resumed my siesta with no further interruptions.

Sad moppets are probably going to be polishing the chrome furiously, again, this weekend, in the hopes of impressing her.