Bertolt Brecht bought a little Chinese amulet in Chinatown and it made him think about writing a play, The Travels of the God of Happiness. The happiness god is the god of those who would like to be happy. He goes traveling across the North American continent, leaving a trail of murder and outrage in his wake. Soon he comes to the authorities’ attention as the cause of, and accessory to, many crimes. He has to go into hiding and becomes a wanted criminal. At long last, he is arrested, tried and convicted. He is about to be executed but he turns out to be immortal. He lies happily in the electric chair, smacks his lips when he drinks the poison they give him. The distraught executioners, priests and rabbis leave, exhausted by their ministrations. The crowd outside death-row, which had come to the execution full of excited fear and pitilessness, goes away, full of fresh hope.