I get this feeling that’s almost religiously therapeutic when I watch “girls jumping on trampolines”. It’s almost karmedic in its soothing qualities, and does it not seem so natural to see women in this unique state of weightlessness? This would make a for a great 24 hour channel, women from the world over could send in their tapes. And then we’d get to vote online for our favorites, then those would get professionally redone then put on the TV for our viewing pleasure. Wars would stop, men would gather together in peace and understanding to view this wholesome goodness. There would be no fighting, no acts of wonton greed, no angry thoughts at all, just a child’s wonderment as the girls jump up and down, up and down, giggling as they are given to do. Men the world over would become as brother’s, perhaps sitting down over a cold drink to discuss not the virtues of politics, or whose religions benefited whom better, but to lift a glass in a man’s toast to the innate flexibility of a young women jumping up and down wearing a sundress and undergarments of the purest white. And when men do gather in anger and disagreement, as they are given to do, all it’ll take would be the sight of a curvaceous young women jumping on a trampoline to make them forget their petty arguments. Peace