Sorry Gang. The morning missive got lost in what threatened to become a physical alteration between the Fire Ring and the coffee pot on the Loading Dock. The caffeine dispenser has few of the benefits of the ones back on the big decks we used to ride, and that got Splash going.

We warned him to shut up. We have a memo from Legal that “forbidden speech” was forbidden. Well, not exactly, since the legal beagles wouldn’t put themselves in jeopardy by actually threatening to do something that might generate First Amendment issues. They just said we could talk about things like “SUVs” doing awful things, or guns going off, or knives doing something cutting, but nothing about the people- we assume they are people- who are actually operating the things that potentially could cause actual news.

Or laptops. We all have those, and some days pretty good satellite connectivity. They keep talking about that one laptop that could get any of us in big trouble if the cops had it, but all of us used to be National Security Officials, and we drafted a memo saying it was all disinformation and referred it to the Fact Check Desk.

That was how we got him to calm down after a while, but had to listen to his version of a “Winds of Change” story that the Boss said we had to put aside. Instead, Melissa noticed something coming up in “the sky” with a distinct hue from the visible light spectrum. She said it sounded like part of some guy’s name- Roy G. Biv- was the one, but It only lasted a few minutes. We all remember the adage from sailing days: “Red Sky At Morning…”

We decided to just let it play out. But we did take warning.

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