August 3rd, 2008

Assuming my aunts and uncles continued the family tradition, it would be mathematically sound to reason that by now the Polish-Ukrainian ghetto of Winnipeg's North End is peopled entirely by my doppelgangers.* What a Utopia that must be!

One day, in the not-too-distant future, a blood-dimmed tide of Grahams will wash over the land, bringing peace and unity to all the nations of the world – terrible, homogeneous unity. And when, at last, all hope has been crushed beneath their size 11 jackboots, when every stranger is a mirror, when the world truly speaks with one voice, then and only then will the blank, blue-eyed gaze of Humanity turn upwards to gaze hungrily on distant stars.

-Graham

*Distinguishable from me only by their lack of Scot-Irish ancestry. And money.

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