Tuesday, March 09, 2004


Ok – just when you think that all might be peachy-dandy in the world, something wacko happens and you have to start second guessing everything. The best part is that it doesn’t have to be life altering, like surviving a bear mauling or having a safe fall next to you on the sidewalk. I’m talking about reading a small headline that makes you think.
Sorry reader – I used the five-letter word – think. It’s hard for a lot of us these days but I’m out on the limb already and there’s no going back now, so…
I read this quick update on the Mars action, and what would you know – they got a rock.
Literally. Seems they can’t drill into some rock they rolled up to. Couldn’t even scratch the surface.
Of course – this made me flash to almost every sci-fi flick I’ve ever seen, since the “scientist” tries to analyze the alien substance and it’s ALWAYS something he/she has never encountered and is neigh invulnerable. Much like the Tick.
“Oh, now we’ve done it…” I say to myself… "We’ve gone too far this time. We’ve found God’s Play-Doh and He’s gonna slap our hands for messing with His stuff…"
That’s right – and you left-wing idgets thought the space program is/was a big waste of tax pesos, well – you’re WRONG. We found the hardest substance in the universe and our propellerheads are gonna mass produce it into everything we all need not to break. Coming soon to a Wal-Mart near you – indestructible toothbrushes and toothpicks and shopping carts (which you don’t have to worry about smashing your SUV, since THAT’s armored, too) and RC cars with their own black boxes (you know kids love to drive them off cliffs) and flatware and plates and by golly buildings and roads and churches that will never fall. Well – maybe not churches since we DO have hindsight here, folks…
You catch my drift.
Alas – ‘tis all fantasy since the jetnerd forgot to carry the one.


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