What's What and What to Do about It

Dear Abby, Dear Ann Landers... make room for Dear Waldo, the imaginary advice columnist of the woes and foibles of human existence from screenwriter Steve Adams.

Dear Waldo,
My moron brother Lance is obsessed with the idea that there's millions and millions of other planets with life on them. How do I break the news to him it isn't so?
Sincerely,
Bruno

Dear Bruno,
Before I answer your question, I'd like to point out that there is no such thing as a moron or an idiot or an imbecile. There are only living things that know different things than you know.
To answer your question, let's take a look at this thing called Life that your brother is talking about. Of course there's a much earlier model of Living Things: Plants. The basic different between Animals and Plants is that Animals are cordless, whereas Plants have to be plugged in...

Dear Waldo,
I have done a horrible thing. It's such a horrible thing that I can't tell anybody. I'm hoping you can help me.
Anonymous

Dear Anonymous,
Unless you're born and then die real quick, you will live to do what you think are horrible things. May I take me, for instance?
Here I am taking my brother's bunny out of the cage and I'm throwing him up and I'm letting him land on the floor. Over and over. It couldn't move its hind legs after that. A few days later my father poured some chloroform on to a rag and put the rag and the bunny into a shoe box and held it tight until everything stopped moving...
In my opinion we all have a Treasure Box in our heads. It's where we store our essence: The greatest of our great pleasures, our proud moments, and great sorrows. So why not place into that same Treasure Box the most horrible of our horrors?
Anonymous, answer honestly: which has done a better job of sharpening your focus--the good things you've done, or the bad things?
And so, Anonymous, that horrible thing you did that broke no laws and hurt no one but yourself? Toss it in your Treasure Box and move on.
Your fan,
Waldo Mellon