The closer your destination.

Excuse me! Yes, you down there with the can of petrol and machine gun. Look, we realise that you’re one of the last people alive on earth and all, which is not in our environmental opinion a necessarily bad thing per se. But it’s against the latest law to use oil for anything, or to be able to defend yourself.

So we will need to burn you at the stake as a heretic against our Earth God, I’m afraid. Sorry, but it’s for your own good. Er, we do insist that you smile and applaud as we roast you alive, or there will also be a fine”. Mathias the reasonable.

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[This post is dedicated to the great and groovy Kathy Shaidle at Five Feet of Fury.]

Cultural Awareness Training. [The Narcissistic Dialect by Dr Sanity.]

Riiight. Er, that’s PC codespeak for “your thoughts are not yet the same compulsory thoughts as the governments and various relentless control freak activists and are therefore invalid and eventually illegal”.

Dig. It’s a capital error to think that because the sum of human knowledge, understanding and rational explanation has increased enormously, that this is naturally taken up by most people, who are eager to know and understand. You know, to undo the bonds of superstition, wishful thinking and pure cant, so to speak.

“Slip slidin’ away.
Slip slidin ‘away.
You know the nearer your destination,
The more you’re slip slidin’ away”. -Slip Slidin’ Away. Paul Simon

Nope, how often do ya meet sporty chums who just have to know and understand anything much? I mean really curious? I gotta know the facts, man! Maybe they’re hiding. How long have we had libraries full of free books? And who used them mostly? Sad, lonely and pathetic nobodies, that’s who! In fact, the library was usually the best place to find me most anytime…Continue reading on Colonel Robert Neville Always Dresses for Dinner >>