Hole

Coming around to 1 am and still not done with the day, so scrappy drawing or not, in it goes. Sammy had a go at continuing the digging work he began last year around this time. There is a big concrete tank in the ground with a hole in the top, the old crouch pad of the home that has lain unseen for many years. He tapped on the cap cement with a hammer and held on to the bits breaking off with the free hand to stop them getting too mixed in with the now aged contents.
It will be good to get rid of that as it is not a healthful spot.
I am still obsessed with those war chest figures. I did another calculation that makes that 3 trillion dollars a 454 dollar donation to every single human on the planet. Perhaps slightly less as that is with population estimates for July 2007.
What effect would that kind of largess have had on the world economy and how would they have passed it through congress. I hope that in some parallel universe it has happened. In mine the Kennedy speech about reaching the moon in this decade is now bitterly ironic. I don't think he meant we should be able to climb a tower of dollar bills spent on wars in order to reach it.