The other night we were sittin' around talkin' about the interweb, like the folks I run with are wont to do. We got to talkin' about how easy it is to just get a weird impulse and all of a sudden there you are, watchin an actual guy's head get cut off to Enya's Only Time, and how that ain't right.
But not so long ago, the thing to do on a nice afternoon was bring the kids that hadn't died of smallpox yet down to the town square and watch some guys get hanged. And in the Wild West days, instead of playing video games where you went out and shot everybody people actually went out an shot everybody. It was nuts!
The point is, maybe there's some kind of weird, pervy instinct that creates a need to watch other humans get their asses totally handed to them. You know you ain't supposed to, but you can't help it. Even those people who gasp and freak out and put their hands over their eyes when they drive by the result of a motorcycle and a Ford truck trying to occupy the same space at the same time -- they're peekin.'
And speaking of space, scientists have just found a GIGANTIC HOLE IN THE UNIVERSE. If you need me I'll be curled up naked at the bottom of a stairwell, sobbing, clutching an empty bottle of tequila.
