Le Sequoit

Shouldn't There Be Flashers?

In On the Beach, Nevil Shutes's bleak portrayal of the end of the world (for humans), one of the principals is a sports car racer. As he and his fellow Australians wait for the radioactive clouds to precipitate over their last bit of inhabited Earth the races take on a bit of recklessness, to say the least.

That was my first thought when I came across this display.

I do admit, however, that I know what this is really all about. Once last year I was foolin' around by the secretary's computer―which is tuned to ALL COUNTRY, ALL THE TIME―and I heard the song this quote comes from. It's Tim McGraw's, and it was a monster hit.

I'll save you the time. Dad got sick, hadn't much time, and decided to be a human being and also to enjoy himself. Loved his family deeper and demonstrated this by spending the little time they might have had left with him riding a bull, climbing a mountain, jumping out of airplanes, going fishin' with the buddies, etc.

Double-checked the connection on the Jesus hotline too, best believe it!

Okay, fine, whatever, it's a good-natured thought.

It just goes to show ya, in spite of the onslaught of vitriolic anti-intellectualism spitting out of the mouthpieces of "red" America, how hungry these people are for a little philosophy. Today, Tim McGraw. Tomorrow, Socrates?

Maybe not.

Anyhow, I was inspired. Now if he could just scootch his fat-ass pickup truck up about three or four feet I could access the right turn lane and get on with my own life!

posted by sequoit @ 4:18 PM