I hope this letter finds you somewhere between a melody and a moment of peace. I’ve been meaning to say—your take on life, your energy, even your Discordian twist on things—it’s all cool with me. Chaos, humor, freedom… there’s something honest in that, something that cuts through all the noise.
I’m not here to complicate things. I like the idea that we can just be—no pressure, no script. Maybe that means laughing at the absurd, maybe it means finding meaning where others don’t even look. Either way, I’m along for it.
And hey, if the world ever feels like too much, we can always keep it simple—step away, grab a hot dog (no bun) on a Friday, and just exist for a while. No headlines, no expectations. Just two people sharing a small, grounded moment in a very strange universe.
Luis: “Let’s just hope Goofy survives with dignity… somehow. Some of the goofs are just Mexicans sweating in a costume. Not all of them are Jeffrey Epsteins”
Duke: (Scanning the horizon with binoculars) The fog is rolling in thick. Perfect cover for the transport. Is the target secure, Morgado?
Luis Morgado: (Tapping a manila folder) Secure is an understatement, Joe. We’ve got the full docket from the ’24 docuseries plus the new findings from the ’25 investigation. Verbal abuse, toxic environments, and the systemic failure to protect those kids. It’s all here. Schneider’s team is still screaming “defamation,” but the evidence says otherwise.
Miley Cyrus: (Leaning against the railing, lighting a cigarette) They always scream defamation until the spotlight gets too hot. I’ve seen this movie before. These guys think they’re untouchable because they built the sets we grew up on. They think they own the childhoods they sold back to us.
Duke: Not anymore. The Commander-in-Chief made it clear. If the system won’t hold the powerful accountable, he’ll build a system that will. He’s been talking about “The Rock” for months. Now, it’s a reality.
Luis Morgado: It’s a bold move. Reopening Alcatraz specifically for “ruthless offenders” caught a lot of people off guard, but Trump loves a symbol. And nothing says “end of the line” like a cell on a cold rock in the middle of the Pacific.
Miley Cyrus: It’s poetic, isn’t it? He spent his career making kids feel trapped in “fun” environments that were actually nightmares. Now he gets a room with a view of the city he’ll never touch again. No more “massages” from staff, no more power trips. Just the sound of the waves.
Duke: (Into his radio) Eagle One to Transport. You are clear for landing on Alcatraz Island. The President is monitoring the feed from the Oval Office. Ensure the handover to the Bureau of Prisons is seamless.
Luis Morgado: You think this sticks, Joe? The legal battles for a prison like that are going to be endless.
Duke: The President doesn’t care about the “endless.” He cares about the “right now.” He wants the message sent: the exploitation of minors ends on his watch.
Miley Cyrus: (Looking toward the island) Good. Let the fog swallow him up. For every kid who had to keep quiet on those sets just to keep their job… this is for them.
Duke: Mission accomplished. Let’s get off this water.
