"At last, someone makes sense of Waiting for Godot!"- Times-Colonist review.
With blind optimism, and stubborn ignorance, Gough and Dee wait by a tree for godonlyknows who to come and tell them how the world will be saved. Or not.
Gough's childlike innocence and naivete are countered at every turn by Dee's cynical advice. This pair can't live with each other, but daren't live without each other in a callous, hungry world that is bulldozing its way to self-destruction. When words come, internal rhyming makes it difficult to read the message, but so easy to want to shoot the messenger.
Sometimes it's hard to find wisdom and philosophy in the wilderness, and sometimes you trip right over it.