Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb.

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNe_xe19fyrHtEjHm1Xu3BJFADUMYpNT5DfYiSVLRWfqlWtrfTsqv-817u9E3SP2joZHsz1HJhO09Vb0s3swB8yXw4q_lgyu9POCTHZrMk560QvHsORG0M31hgsH6q3Jjfz6IEZvtfsfL/s1600/1-hope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNe_xe19fyrHtEjHm1Xu3BJFADUMYpNT5DfYiSVLRWfqlWtrfTsqv-817u9E3SP2joZHsz1HJhO09Vb0s3swB8yXw4q_lgyu9POCTHZrMk560QvHsORG0M31hgsH6q3Jjfz6IEZvtfsfL/s1600/1-hope.jpg" /></a></div> <span style="font-size: large;">Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air--explode softly--and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either--not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.</span>

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb.

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we...

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