Rich Kmiec got a brand new shiny toaster. It cost him $40. The man loves his toast, so only the best toaster for him. The thing does everything. Well, not
everything. He has his wife for the things the toaster doesn't do. But other than that, his new shiny toaster is just as good as a wife.
After all; it feeds him, it keeps him warm if he snuggles next to it, & in time it will get old & ornery. A perfect second wife for him.
Toasters are apolitical & non-judgmental, unlike some wives. Toasters welcome with open arms white bread, black bread, marbled bread, conservative bread, liberal bread, religious bread, atheist bread, even gay bread.
Toasters don't care if you are rich or poor, a thief or a priest. Toasters are there for you whenever you knead them. They give you the sensual pleasures of toasted bread aroma wafting through the home, creating a more mellow atmosphere in those who sniff its fragrance. Toasting tells you that all is right with the world. Is there an elixir or illicit drug that can make such a claim? I don't think so.
Perhaps toasters should be placed in the offices of all Heads of State. Toasters quietly toasting in the background while a Summit or UN meeting is going on. Large fans spreading the addictive aroma of toast throughout the meetings. Maybe then we would have peace at last. And even if that failed we would still have a piece of toast to fall back on.