On Notice

At exactly ten a.m.



From the civilization games comes this report from one city: “Today’s final score is:  Us -0- seven, Ourselves – five.” (Which you might note is just the opposite of the previous tally.)



This one well-turned-out chap concluded that his position in the natural scheme of things was such that he figured his name would never be called – (except for some kind of “shit duty”).



The actual physical laws that run the universe are different from those that govern man.

(I just wanted to see how you’d react.)



Several people
were notified,
but none of them
seemed to notice.