When honesty takes a snooze, all hell breaks loose.

 

 

Dear Uncle Sam:

It has never been more obvious that deception, depression or recession always take a toll on one’s body and soul.  We’re sorry you’re not doing so well.  We feel your pain—the sad reality of your pain and suffering is our pain and suffering.  Just like you, we too wish for the sweet smell of success to become a real deal instead of a spoiler with paper tigers relishing paper roses.  We miss your golden touch.  As such, we know your taste for honesty will soon bring justice and victory.  After all, this is our time and dime—we’re in the prime of our wisdom, power and shine.  Since not all cads and cards are equal, you should move with caution but with full speed ahead and a full deck:  “Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction.”  We long to see a real smile on your face.  We pray that our hope will heal you soon.  We miss you … Wish you could hear … Love, US