No one could pay me enough to be a diplomat to, or even simply visit, a predominantly Islamic country. First of all I don't like to travel... if you offered me an all expense trip around the world, I might try talking you into giving me something else, but I wouldn't take the free trip. There are places in the US I wouldn't want to visit either. But I know that I would be safer anyplace in the US than in a country where I might find myself being persuaded to say a few recorded words before getting my head sliced off.

I don't have full blown aspergers, didn't even know I had it until a few years ago because it's barely detectable. That's part of the reason for my not wanting to go anywhere else. I have a hard enough time dealing with familiar surroundings, without finding myself in some hell hole with murderous thugs hungry to get get their hands on an American... and apparently any American will do.

Anyway, today I started to write a song in my head to illustrate this aversion I have to traveling... it's to the tune of "Fly Me to the Moon".


Do not fly me to the moon
I do not want to go up there
All there is are rocks and dust
No palm trees and no air

And that is allllllllll
I want to sayyyyyy
There is no more
so go away....






No, not you! You can stay.