How many horsemen of the apocalypse does it take to change a lightbulb above a billion people’s heads?

Millions upon millions of kids LOVE my work, yet I never get or see any recognition for it. Why is that?


Such is life being *that guy*. Sucks.

From cellular data networks to meow meow meow kitty song to umpteen other vast contributions to tech, science & the arts- all I get is attitude, bullying and abuse. This. fucking. **stinks**.

I wish I had never, ever been born – I’m being kept alive to keep someone else alive and *that is all the good there is* in my humble but tortuous life.

So I ask, why should we (my wife of 20 years, included here, childless) have the responsibility to save the planet from catastrophe if this is how the vast majority of incredulously disrespectful people show “love”? I fear the true meaning of love has been totally lost for oh-so-many.

The Netherlands is where we live, not where I am from.

If any one knows the whereabouts of Doomsday (Chris) & The Assassin (Adam) they’ll be needed soon.

How many horsemen of the apocalypse does it take to change a lightbulb above a billion people’s heads?

Just. One. More.

The image above is a stereogram, see if you can see “the man on the moon”!



Thanks for reading. Everything is for a good reason.