Once upon a time, I spent the whole night awake with a bunch of sailors aboard the USS Trent, a naval vessel which specializes in transporting Marines. Man, what a night it was. I was really tired but decided it was much more valuable to stay awake all night (we were on a mission to flee Israeli atrocities in Lebanon) and joke around with the sailors, Quinty, Art and "LeBron" and many, many other lonely men at sea.
If you spin the Leatherman, you can travel through time.
And then LeBron walked out of our life forever. Once again, I met someone famous, perhaps even more famous than Alan Ginsberg or Jack Nicholson (whom I met at the Sacred Heart Church in Bisbee, Little America truck stop in "Flag", respectively). That (his biggest claim to fame) might be evacuating us from the conflict that will perhaps change the world and how it thinks of muslims and Zionist atrocities against them. Not just fears of violence but actual documented war crimes.
So here is the link to the time traveling US sailor, LeBron:
And here's LeBron in Afghanistan:
"Fellow IKF Fighters Meet in.... Afghanistan?"
So, I must wonder though, did LeBron know that he met the world champion kickboxpoet of the world? Well, he'll have to "Google me", but I forgot to tell him.
And go here to see the tool that no refugee fleeing horror should be without, poet or just ordinary housewife. Great for opening MREs: