Monday, February 11, 2008

superheroes

Imagine for a second that all those crazies in the crazy house have super powers. That all of them could be a different superhero. That this is why some of them aren’t afraid of electric shock. That electric shock can’t hurt a superhero with a super power that controls fields of electricity. Imagine that all that lobotomies do is make these superheroes forget that they are superheroes. That the only way to cure these crazies is to make them believe that they are crazy. That group therapy and individual therapy and electric shock therapy turns superheroes into mental patients into lobotomy cases into normal people. Imagine that the man with the mole and the bushy eyebrows really can breathe underwater. That the woman with the bald spots in her hair really is telekinetic. That when she’s alone she spends her time rearranging her room while she sits in the corner. Imagine for a second that all of this is real and you the way you make your money is you take these powers away from them.

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Monday, February 4, 2008

oprah

Standing in the middle of a sea of signs, signs reading “Hope,” signs reading “Change,” signs reading “I Love Oprah,” Oprah Winfrey rallies the crowd. Oprah’s talking about the struggle for civil and women’s rights and she’s telling all these people with their signs and cell phone cameras that this election is what the struggle was for. That the two front runners represent this victory. One of the most powerful women in the world is referring to the frenzied audience as “California” and letting them know that she’s on their level, on their side when she tells them, “Now we are free.” She’s repeating, “I’m a free woman, I’m a free woman” and the crowd is cheering just as they did when she screamed, “You get a car, you get a car.”

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helicopters

One thing you don’t get used to are the helicopters. You can drown out the sirens. You can drown out the cars, the yelling, the talking, the screeching tires. All those, you can forget to listen to. The helicopters, they’re always there. They’re traffic watchers, they’re people watchers. These helicopters, they’re criminal chasers. If you hear a helicopter, then another, then another, you know all the traffic watchers, the News 5 Eyes in the Sky, the LAPD, they’re all searching for the one person who fled the scene. They’re looking right over your house.

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