And no, I’m not talking about the card game my wife can find with a click of her mouse, I’m talking about the more literal meaning of the word, as in building a bridge to other people. They’ve all been built, you say, but they haven’t, not completely, even with Facebook, Twitter, and all that instant texting from IPhones. What’s missing is the automatic translation from one language to another of messages sent from one country to another. To Japan, say, or Libya. Wouldn’t it be nice if there was a Bridge website we could log onto, enter our passwords, scan messages from various parts of the world, the followers and the following, and then weigh in with our own views on this or that. And if we have any, offer our problem solving skills. How to dig a deep enough trench, say, outside of Tripoli during the upcoming siege. For those left behind we could offer a recipe for that pecan pie they’ve never had, or advice about flossing. Or just say we’re thinking of them, praying for them. To show the depth of our sincerity we could I Photo pictures of our loved ones, close ups, no flat screen televisions in the background, no Mercedes Benzes in the driveway, nor any portion of our five thousand square foot houses. We could, over time, Bridge our way to world peace. Couldn’t we?