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February 19, 2007
Drifting, Falling, Floating Weightless
We (the people) have already eaten up this story, Scott. And we've digested it. In fact, it's so far along in the process that we (the people) have already evacuated this from our bowels. It's now drifting, falling, floating weightless through space, as relevant as the strains of a Peter Schiling song wafting through the air.
I'm surprised he didn't fellate Ronald Reagan today on Presidents Day. It would have been the perfect day to hear a pitch for Reagan's inclusion on Mt. Rushmore or Reagan's face on US Currency (not produced at the Franklin Mint).
But instead he goes for the moonshot, the fantastical story that momentarily and inexplicably captures our attention until the next shiny object is blasted into our orbit. A more astute chronicler of human interest would be able to recognize this story as a non-starter and move on before he even began. Then again, a more astute chronicler of human interest would have recognized his own failures years ago and put his drawing pencils through the wood-chipper.
Comments
Next week: Anna Nicole jokes!
PS - I hate Turkish hackers.
Posted by: The Furnace at February 19, 2007 11:57 AM
Did you know that Britney Spears shaved her head? Someday, Prickly City readers will!
Posted by: Annie at February 19, 2007 04:48 PM
