A Funny Thought Gone Rouge

 Mental health issues.  So many people deal with them, including each member of my family.  OK, so here is my happy bragging mother thought about my children. My poor children just struggled to cope with their brilliance. 😂  They get this mostly from their father.  Of course.  I’m the one though who is better with logical thinking.  That is until I discovered AI chat bots.  Where is Mr. Data from Star Trek when you need him.  He should be real.  I suppose now he could be.  Human beings now just need to connect their AI with androids.  I’ll call these my storyteller thoughts.  This way, I can defend my sanity.  Gone are the days when people could only handwrite or type things on sheets of paper.  

In defense of human beings.  Toss us an internet and World Wide Web along with digital communication and big data, and then throw in some AI.  Oh, and also the after effects of corporate greed gone out of control and a pandemic.  We were all bound to go a little nuts I would think.  Maybe it’s all a good excuse for the adult populations in the second and third decades of the 21st century to become a whacked out lunatic mental generation.  But human beings are smart and we shall triumph.  

Now simmer down story teller.  “Simmer down” was what my poor grandmother would frequently be saying to us, when the over exuberant and silly play between my grandfather and brother and I would be raising her stress and anxiety levels.  Oh my, there is a whole story that goes with this.  Actually, it was a game at my grandmother‘s expense.  It was called, “Let’s make grandma mad!”  I wrote about it once, but I misplaced it.  I guess I’ll have to rewrite the story.  I’m blabbering now like Donald Trump in one of his social media posting sprees.  Yikes, I do not need to compare myself to Donald Trump or attempt to delve into his mind. 😲