And here is TNT's new STEVEN SPIELBERG PRESENTS: FALLING SKIES TV show, which has Doctor Carter from ER fight aliens on American soil the good old-fashioned American way, which means with a Taliban-style beard, a Taliban-style pick-up, having a machine gun put on its back... but of course that is entirely different, because the aliens are unknown quantities that drop bombs from the sky on unsuspecting farmers and engineers, who then rise up and...
... Sorry, folks. Are people in the entertainment industry so fucking retarded they don't even see the hypocrisy here? As I already discussed here, the capacity of American self-delusion (and by that, I mean the delusion coming from all people in power, so don't worry, it is not merely an American one, but hell, you are the only ones making fucking television shows from it) is apparently limitless.
American "freedom fighters" blowing up shit = good.
Everybody else? Is a TERRORIST!
Yep. it is that whole "being exceptional" thing again.
Wouldn't you wish that one of those aliens were to sit down one of the humans here and explain the Galactic version of the Bush doctrine to him? It would go something like this.
We... are nothing We couldn't hurt you, even if we tried! Fuck me, we are on a small planet on the other rims of the galaxy, that's like bombing a summer home in Mis-fucking-souri because you don't like the fact that it's there!
You won't stay here. We know. We have been watching you for a long time, and if there is one thing you do, you spread. You've spread across your planet, you are killing it, and yet you spread. One of these days, not too far away, you will look up at the skies and you will think to spread out there. You will kill to do so. You will try to take what isn't yours to take. You think you are special. You even have a god that tells you that you are. That you are alone. Alone in the universe. And that everybody else is inferior to you. One of these days you would have come. To us. With your guns and your bombs and your arrogance. We can't allow that happen. There's a planet out there, just thirteen light years away. It is filled with crystal trees that sing to its sun in the morning's hours. You would come there. You would take root there. And you would kill that planet just as sure as you are killing your own. We cannot allow you to come out there. And we cannot allow ourselves to wait for you to change. Not anymore.But noooo... can't do that, now, can we?
P.S. Yes, I am very much aware that this blog is supposed to be shut down for the foreseeable future, but damn it to hell, if I see something like that, I just want to vomit at the computer screen. And take a hammer to Steven Spielberg's head. Not necessarily in that order.