mister loves sam. sam tells me he's fasting for vishnu. he goes at sunrise, puts his feet in the water, chanting, face to the sun. the way he's fasting he can eat anything but meat and drink anything but alcohol. hey, i say, i'm fasting that way every day. now i can say i'm fasting for vishnu too. and when the month is up i can fast for an end to the war empire and a stop to the obomba land grab. another day in paradox paradise.