The Attorney Gen Xer took an oath to be a boor in holy matrimony with the Secretary of War making two-headed headlines like head lice shrieking loud for effect with grimacing echoes by the Vice it's only a bar code scan a performance a quiz a tattoo a checkout price.
Pete learned military things like honor and courage. Rejected. Pam learned some law, but rejects the Constitution. The White House looks like the inside of Qatari jet. The President plays with his phone and fantasizes about idol worship. Democracy rejected. Can we surround them with mirrors and audio like a Twilight Zone episode? Make them live the nightmare? It might not stick even then. A note to kiddos: This stuff is scary to adults, too. Halloween came early this year. Let's ride it out and have a piece of candy together.
You're welcome, Bill. I was a fan of Rod Serling. Way ahead of his time. Genius. A little taste:
ROD SERLING: (As narrator) The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicion can destroy. And a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own, for the children and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is that these things cannot be confined to "The Twilight Zone."
The word that Mrs. Bronson is unable to put into the hot, still, sodden air is 'doomed,' because the people you've just seen have been handed a death sentence. One month ago, the Earth suddenly changed its elliptical orbit and in doing so began to follow a path which gradually, moment by moment, day by day, took it closer to the Sun. And all of man's little devices to stir up the air are now no longer luxuries—they happen to be pitiful and panicky keys to survival. The time is five minutes to twelve, midnight. There is no more darkness. The place is New York City and this is the eve of the end, because even at midnight it's high noon, the hottest day in history, and you're about to spend it - in the Twilight Zone.
Brilliant, Bill.
Pete learned military things like honor and courage. Rejected. Pam learned some law, but rejects the Constitution. The White House looks like the inside of Qatari jet. The President plays with his phone and fantasizes about idol worship. Democracy rejected. Can we surround them with mirrors and audio like a Twilight Zone episode? Make them live the nightmare? It might not stick even then. A note to kiddos: This stuff is scary to adults, too. Halloween came early this year. Let's ride it out and have a piece of candy together.
So, old friend and teammate, how did you know I love the Twilight Zone reference(s)?
Thanks for the kind support, especially in such depressing times.
You're welcome, Bill. I was a fan of Rod Serling. Way ahead of his time. Genius. A little taste:
ROD SERLING: (As narrator) The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicion can destroy. And a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own, for the children and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is that these things cannot be confined to "The Twilight Zone."
Intro to Serling's "The Midnight Sun"
The word that Mrs. Bronson is unable to put into the hot, still, sodden air is 'doomed,' because the people you've just seen have been handed a death sentence. One month ago, the Earth suddenly changed its elliptical orbit and in doing so began to follow a path which gradually, moment by moment, day by day, took it closer to the Sun. And all of man's little devices to stir up the air are now no longer luxuries—they happen to be pitiful and panicky keys to survival. The time is five minutes to twelve, midnight. There is no more darkness. The place is New York City and this is the eve of the end, because even at midnight it's high noon, the hottest day in history, and you're about to spend it - in the Twilight Zone.
Classic episode, like many, too applicable to current times. Another genius radical oddly from the Midwest.