[b]Alan Moore
I found it very difficult to feel easy around the guy, even once I’d got used to the shock of his presence. It’s a strange feeling…the first time you meet him your brain wants to scream, blow a fuse and shut itself down immediately, refusing to accept that he exists. This lasts for a couple of minutes, at which time he’s still there and hasn’t gone away, and in the end you just accept him because he’s standing there and talking to you and after a while it almost seems normal. Almost.[/b]
That was once said about me. Or, rather, it must have been.
It seems that every movie is a remake of something that was better when it was first released in a foreign language, as a 1960s TV show, or even as a comic book. Now you’ve got theme park rides as the source material of movies. The only things left are breakfast cereal mascots. In our lifetime, we will see Johnny Depp playing Captain Crunch.
In other words, fuck those celebrities turned corporate shills. Well, at least I think that’s where’s he headed.
I don’t consider myself as a bad person, on the whole I consider myself a good person, I’m good to my parents. I treat my girl right , take her out and buy her stuff. And I go to church every Sunday, But I’ve decided that just once I wanna do a really bad thing. I mean a really seriously bad thing. 'cause, ya know, like, we’re put on this earth with free will. We can choose to do this or that. We can choose to be good or bad. But sometimes I think most people are good and not bad only because they’re scared they might go to jail or hell or someplace. Some guy once said: “Anything done out of fear has no moral value.” Well, I think that’s right. I figure the only way you can be truly good is if you’ve tried being good, and you’ve tried being bad, and being good feels better.
So, what do you say…close enough?
As with most of the future worlds in the science fiction, you are not talking about the future. You are talking about the present. You are using the future as a way of giving a bit of room to move.
And, sure, getting away with it.
Invoke not reason. In the end it is too small a deity.
A lot smaller than God, right?
Don’t tell me they didn’t have a choice. Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell, all those liberals and intellectuals and smooth-talkers and all of a sudden, nobody can think of anything to say.
Uh, don’t forget to vote?