Monday, June 12, 2006

Myopia ensures folly

It couldn’t look any better across the street.
...For that’s where the problems first arose.

Spectacular, seat-riveting journeys of fantasy, opening the young minds to realms of boundless possibility... — motives of concessionaires athirst for popcorn and cola profits. Thus ruining the continuity of epic yarns with flimsy appeals to bladder needs. As if we couldn’t hold it.
The final insult: Closing the curtains on the credits. Denying the storytellers their name. And making some pimply-faced kid do the ‘explaining.’
Where does it spiral from here? The rankling of potency. The bile of denial. The smashing of windmills. The umbrage of visionaries.
Next thing you know, the whole ‘hood is affected. Economic downturn. Dreams deferred. Crackpipe Central.
The Living Force has left us.
Such is present-day Lakewood, USA.
This is the wasteland that reflects the inept negligence and vapidity wrought by Eric™.