I said, "What's up" to my boss, Shari, and she replied, "There is a war on." Then she asked me about the draft. I would go over to Iraq. I'm not worried about my physical safety. Either you die or I don't. There is some planet-changing shifts going on over there in the birthplace of humanity, and it would be great to be a part of it.

But we can be a part of it here, on the Wily Beaver. All 6 billion souls here on Earth are resonating inside the same magnetic node.

Medieval question: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin? We now know: 6 billion. And the ET's add whatever they add.