When I Get Older Losing My Hair

When I get older losing my hair will you be sending me birthdays greetings bottle of wine. I know that line from the song by the Beatles. I am sixty six now wondering when God will turn out the lights and I will ascend to heaven or descend to hell or as my late night talk show host now retired I presumed tells me to go to hell publicly which doesn't embarrass me the least. I must therefore think I have the talent for taking it on the chin and still stand. Talent or no talent just show me the next game and I don't mean having the battle of fighting Parkinson's for that is not a game. All the health care workers and experts tell me that it is progressive and that it always gets worst. Oh wait...the last health care worker told me there is a cure. It is true I believe in a good science fiction story and do write some pretty good science fiction stories like the one about ejection seats in commercial airline planes. But I think they want to strap me in a straight jacket more than being entertained by my science fiction stories. Later on I will discuss drones and how those thousand dollars crafts can crunch your pocket book in a hurry. Of course they will crash and some may even burn. OH LORd why don't you get me a Mercedes Benz instead and then I can still be riding in it rather than having it fly off somewhere to never never land and say goodbye. I concede no one wants to know about my kite flying a grown man at that. And if you are going to refer to me by color don't call me a yellow man just call me the golden man. Gold is always worth something no man wants to be called yellow. And what irks me is that every time I google for a picture of God the vast majority of pictures depict God as a white man! How are we going to get away from racism if we hold this to be true? Humanism will certainly need modifications if we are to achieve progress in human relationships. Is a particular color of man in charge to rule? America got smart when they put a man of color namely Barrack Obama as President of The United States. Don't laugh at me some of my best friends are Caucasians. Respect one another I say.