Do I wish to be read by the best readers while I'm still alive? Such conceit! Such disregard! Who dares speak such a desire into our indifferent unipolar icy caps? Money can't buy money, but it can burn happiness. Smoke that hundred dollar cigar and feel your lungs fill with your regrettable cascade. That's how a life ends early, and now we say too soon. Before it was just Fate, God, Divinity Suspended, or No Reason At All. We know now it's low brow to do what you did. That's why it's on television on the internet on the phone on the contact with another voice in different failure codes. All the more reason to pray to nothing as hard as cans can kick trash and wish someone would remark: that was the best punt I've seen all day.