Visualize waking up tomorrow and learning that overnight, D.C. had been mysteriously converted to a field of daisies. Buildings gone, people gone. Gone like it was never there. Would the public be overall in better hands with a field of daisies? I’m beginning to think so. The daisies would not nag, they would not spy, tax, dictate, bother, threaten, harass, or lie. The daisies would just sit their, looking kind of pretty. It’s a nice dream.
“It’s easy if you try.”