I spent most of today crying. Not for any specific reason that I can articulate. It was mainly due to a unique emotional response that I sometimes have to Twilight Zone. The Sci-Fi Channel has been running a three day Zone marathon. I am probably the only person who cries while watching this show. Not every episode, mind you, but a couple in particular. They are “The Hunt” and “Walking Distance”. This time also the sadists at Sci-Fi through me another tear jerker called “The Trade-Ins”. The episodes in question were about the love of a man for his dog, the search for lost childhood and the love between an old man and woman, respectively. It wasn’t like I was crying when William Shatner saw the man on the wing in the “Nightmare at 20,000 Feet” episode. Now that would be weird. Since I usually don’t show much emotion other than the occasional berserker rage, I might try to get copies of these episodes for when I need a good cry.Now, since it was Independence Day, I could have had a long cry about the loss of freedom and liberty that our country is going through. I mean, yeah, we still have the right to pay our taxes, to get a driver’s license and to go to a free speech zone to say something (just as long as it’s not deemed obscene by the FCC). Sometimes I wonder what I’m even complaining about. Hell, in North Carolina I’m free to vote for one of only two candidates. And since more than half of the state legislative races are uncontested, it really works out to one candidate I have to choose from on my ballot. Sure, we have less voting options than Iraq currently does, but that’s the American way — or, at least now-a-days it is. Anyway, another reason to cry, I guess.
The evening concluded with the worst public fireworks display ever. It was held at the state fairgrounds in Raleigh. Never again will we make this mistake. Last year we went to the Regency Park Amphitheater in Cary. It was equally crowded and hard traffic-wise, but at least you got to see the North Carolina Symphony before the fireworks. The worst part is getting hit by firework debris, since they are lit off so close to where the symphony plays, but that kind of gave it a war-like reality that most fireworks displays are devoid of. With everything going on in the world today, this is a good thing — far more realistic than some “don’t mess with Texas” political slogan or “feel good” war commentary on Fox News.
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