”*Love those Canadian East-coast-ers!!!President Donald Trump was in the Oval Office wondering which country to invade next, when his telephone rang... “Hallo, President Trump” a heavily accented voice said. “This is Archie, up ‘ere at the Harp Seal Pub in Badger’s Cove, Newfoundland. Canada, eh? I am callin’ to tells ya dat we are officially declaring war on you, eh!”“Well Archie,” Donald replied, “This is indeed important news! How big is your army?”“Right now,” said Archie, after a moment’s. I didn’t care how much of a slag I looked; I just needed to convince him. Hell the alcohol must have got to me. I got no such reaction from him; he just sped right past me into the kitchen not even looking at me. But my God did he look good in that shirt of his... I didn’t care what he thought now; I just wanted to taste him!On the return leg, I tripped into the kitchen, falling completely flat. Strange, that’d never happened before. I hoped Dan didn’t notice. But when I looked up, all I saw. We went out to the garage. My Dodge pickup looked lonely. The beat to death body was sitting on the ground and the really nice four wheel drive frame, engine and running gear was just sitting in the doorway side. An apple crate on two by fours was doing duty as a seat.“Edgar?”“Memento,” he took out a pair of high quality shooting earplugs, “Si?”I started to laugh ... He gave me a look ... I pointed at his earplugs.“I need a set of those.”“Ah ... yes ... peace in the family,” he said, with. And we both walked away happy.“Enter Lisa. She felt I’d showed weakness and decided she could use that against me. She was wrong, because my approach to capitalism doesn’t require a winner and a loser. Mine requires two winners. As I told her, that’s not weakness, but strength. The personal strength and integrity to resist hurting someone for my own gain, when the gain was simple and easy to grasp. She found out just how strong I am in reality. She was using the wrong measure and her mistake.