Red Dots!?!

No, you don’t need a passport to visit Hawaii. Yes, American money is accepted here. No, Hawaii is not in the Caribbean. Yes, Hawaii is actually a state and part of the United States. No, spam is not the state bird. Yes, you can watch American TV in Hawaii. Regarding the latter response, how about a bit of proof? Perhaps you have seen the ubiquitous (Special thanks to Mrs. Hyman, my 12th grade English teacher for that term. You were right after all, Mrs. Hyman, there would come a time when I would use “ubiquitous.” However, I do not employ “ubiquitous” ubiquitously.) television ad where the boss asks, “Who's aggravating my red dots. Are you aggravating my red dots?” Not at the moment, but I am about to aggravate those red dots. It’s only fair! After all, many of them have been aggravating me for months. If you are reading this blog then on the right side of the screen you should encounter a map of the world. Select it and it becomes large and legible and filled with aggravatingly anonymous red dots. Not all of the dots are annoying. Those in Texas, Mexico, Germany, New Zealand, and lovely England are not the least irritating. We know whom those dots symbolize. I am confident that we know the Japanese dots and the dots of the Philippines, as well. But who are you who dot my screen from the West Coast of Africa, Scandinavia, the east Coast of Canada, Lebanon (?), Portugal (We do not know anyone who has flown over or around Henry the Nav’s home), Florida (we have suspicions), all those dots between California and Texas, and who is it living between Georgia and Canada that have poxed our map? Be brave little anonymous crimson dots. Step from behind your little red shields and reveal yourselves to those of us you have been aggravating. Creditors are heartily encouraged to ignore this invitation!