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All I Want For Christmas

Vicki's story:

And here is what Santa said to me, speaking ever so softly and near enough to my ear that his beard tickled:

"And what would you like for Christmas, my little billionaire?"

I thought 'how strange', at least in the sense that a three year old can think 'how strange' but I answered, "Santa, a bride doll, please."

And Santa responded, "Well, little B, you would be wiser to want an Operating Manual for the Spaceship Earth. It will teach you that through ephemeralization and synergetics we can waste not and want not and the worldaround will be populated by 4 billion billionaires, each able to enjoy Susie Q's fish and chips whenever they wish. You will come to understand that less is more and cooperation is the optimal survival strategy. This manual explains how selfishness is unnecessary and irrational, and war is obsolete. It explains how we can recycle both our knowledge and our materials to live ever more fulfilling lives. Wouldn't you rather have that for Christmas instead?"

I considered a minute, as much as a three year old can consider, and said, "Ummm, no thank you, Santa. I think my brother wants a spaceship but I would like a bride doll."

And then go read the Operating Manual.