I gaze at the brilliant full moon. The same one, I think to myself, at which Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato gazed. Suddenly, I imagine they appear beside me. I tell Socrates about the national debate over one's right to die and wonder at the constancy of the human condition.I tell Plato that I live in the country that has come closest to Utopia and I show him a copy of the Constitution.I tell Aristotle that we have found many more than four basic elements and I show him a periodic table.Then I get a box of kitchen matches and strike one. They gasp with wonder.We spend the rest of the night lighting farts.
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