Wednesday, November 16, 2016

The Going Back

No, Thanks; We Can't Stay

We were going to provide you with the secret to unlock time and discover the blinding, heartbreaking sweetness of existence -- but you elected this Creature and yes we're aliens and we are Outta Here.

No (get that McDonald's Value Meal certificate out of my tentacles, dude); thanks very much, but we have to go wash our 1500-foot spacecraft. Or something.


1 comment:

  1. this past weekend missus charley and i saw the movie referenced (arrival, starring amy adams)

    because i missed a particular reference, i developed an erroneous idea about when various events in the protagonist's life happened - leading to an emotional arc which i found more satisfying than the intended story - so it goes

    one thing i haven't seen referenced yet in discussions of the film - not that i've read very many of them - is the resemblance, probably intentional, of the aliens' "written" language round symbol to the taoist/zen circular brushstroke one sometimes sees - e.g. on the cover of the first paperback edition of heider's "the tao of leadership", which i really liked, by the way


Please feel free to thrill all humankind with the brilliance and importance of You. And forgo all civility (especially the passive-aggressive sort, aggression masquerading as mildness) . . . you are, after all, anonymous.

But, consider: Dogs have short attention spans, don't tolerate bullies, and we're notoriously thin-skinned -- so make sense, be brief, and play nice, or I'll bite you and pee on your leg. Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark.