a world pretty much like the one we’ve got. I would have colored grass green and ordained that poetry would never sell well. I would have made a world where you can cut your finger off with a table saw if you’re not careful. You’re probably wondering if I would have permitted all that sickness and dying in my world. As my hair and beard are growing more and more gray I’m answering that one more and more yes. I don’t like the tribulations, never have, never will. But by God those things slow you down, they do, and you don’t miss as much when you go slow. Rest assured I would have tried to make a world without pain, I just don’t know if it would have spun.