Oh Mother Ship Where Art Thou?
Is it just me, or is mediocrity becoming the norm? Is this the planet to be on? Last night while watching TV I experienced a “twilight zone� moment spread over the period of an hour. There are maybe at most a dozen shows I might watch on a permanent basis. I spend the rest of the time with my finger firmly pressed on the remote and indulge in high-speed channel surfing in hopes of finding something even remotely interesting. On this occasion I was rewarded with three separate incidents that would have made Rod Serling blush.
The first was a news clip. There was a reporter speaking with a Mexican woman about the proposed wall between Mexico and the United States that had just been approved by the Congress and signed into law by the President. She was saying something like, "I am totally against this wall; it
is against the inherent rights of all Mexicans.� Now that really caused me to raise an eyebrow. Though I believe the wall is a lame idea, I hadn’t been aware it was the right of all Mexicans to cross our border at will. I didn’t know it was the right of any person from the two nations along our borders to enter our country without going through proper checkpoints, or vice-versa.
I surfed on, still shaking my head in disbelief, and came upon the second incredulous newsreel. This one occurred on a beachfront perhaps somewhere along the southern California coast. There was a group of at least seven police officers arresting a young man for something; I didn’t quite catch what. The man was not cooperating fully, but the police were finally able to subdue and handcuff him. While placing him in the car, one of the officers told him, “You are being arrested for resisting arrest.�
I mumbled to myself, “What? How can you be arrested for resisting arrest?� I briefly envisioned hearing, “signpost ahead: the next step the twilight zone.� I presume the officer meant to say you are going to be charged with resisting arrest, along with the reason we’re arresting you in the first place. It just struck me as rather odd he hadn’t said that. No doubt this one was just a fluke, the officer having made a mistake.
The last TV spot was the real mind bender; the best saved for last. This was some sort of Judge Judy type court show I’d never seen before. A man and a woman were called into court on suspicion of owning some drugs found in their car. I had missed the part about why they were stopped in the first place, but apparently some drugs had been subsequently found lying on or wedged between the seats of the two suspects. Both denied owning the drugs, and both had come up with a negative drug test.
The car had been impounded, and the judge called a drug-sniffing dog into the courtroom to go check out the car (which I presume was nearby) for any signs of more drugs. While passing through, the dog happened to be attracted to the male suspect and walked over to him. The judge, taking notice of this, became suspicious and asked one of the bailiffs to search the man.
Guess what? If you surmised that they found drugs on the guy, you win! The judge could hardly believe it, and neither could I. He repeatedly stated that in all his years on the bench he had never seen anything as stupid as a person charged with possession of drugs, actually bringing drugs into the courtroom and his own hearing. Meanwhile, I’m dumbfounded while staring at the screen and thinking “Dooooooh!� Move over Mr. Serling and make room for Homer Simpson.
At this point, I expected to wake up and find it had all been a dream. I looked around, half expecting to see Serling’s ghost-like apparition smiling at me from some corner. I had thought the present political climate in the nation was totally inane. Last night I sensed perhaps it is just business as usual in a world and nation that had long ago subtly entered that Twilight Zone unnoticed.
In the 21st Century, an epoch in which we might have expected some enlightenment from Homo sapiens, and on the verge of establishing a World Federation founded in peace and harmony, and ready to explore the galaxy; we are instead still bogged down by greed, avarice, fear and universal conflict. A powerful and privileged few, simply by virtue of having lots of money and ambition, not any inherent humanity or awareness, still force us to rely on fossil fuels, support a military industrial complex that needs war to survive, and display a willingness to convince us there are no such things as Global Warming which might in the end make all our previous history a moot point. I mean why should we be concerned with the habitability of the planet in 50-100 years when we can make an extra dollar now (so much for “real� family values and the well-being of grandchildren)?
What is really important to me is to find out when the Mother Ship is scheduled to arrive again, so I can book passage back to the Home Planet. It may be time to leave a solar system that has for some time now been cordoned off with yellow warning tape. The nostalgia of my youth arises within my consciousness as a recall a Broadway play entitled, “Stop the World, I Want to Get Off.� At the time I thought it was a joke!
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