I had a thought at lunch, America thinks it is like a really posh club and there is a queue waiting outside to get in. In reality the club is pretty dead inside, because the guard out front is not letting everyone in. We are so worried about filtering "good from bad" that we miss the point entirely. This idea would make for a good illustration.
This page is for the wicked, the sick, and tired. Bring fourth your spoons. Some baskets have more thread than others. I will be posting artwork I hope you will too! If not, check the refrigerator.
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