This is a story I call Cross Eyed.
It’s about Catholic School girls gone wild over an
angelically beautiful Puerto Rican boy named Jesus. Mad with love, they fought
for his attention to the point of Jihad
Then the ghost of President Lincoln shows up like Obi Wan
Kenobi to quote from Bartlett’s Book of Quotations or was it Bible? A house divided can’t stand for long, Honest
Abe said before being disincarnated by one of the girls that resorted to Harry
Potter’s bag o magic tricks to get her insatiable desires of getting the man of
her dreams fulfilled. Like Global
Warming on Mother Earth, it was a free for all that left The City Of The World
in flames and more excuses for train delays by The MTA.
I am seriously
thinking of investing in a jetpack to get to school on time.
Anyway, Reality TV
shows up, as does Men In Black from The Vatican to the Rolling Stones singing
pleased to meet you/ Hope you guessed my name.
(Hint: it’s Social Media and we are legion of Selfies.)
It all goes viral on Me Tube and gets millions of hits from
a world that has evolved from couch potatoes to Bionic Potatoes in Cyberspace
that has achieved the mission impossible of changing French Fries to American
Fries.
Wow.
I have to log off and
do homework on what if The Roman Empire had Smart Phones and Speedy Internet
Access. Would it have fallen faster than the 8 centuries it took to fall?
TO BE CONTINUED
To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks: Real
Life Comic Book Cyber Journal Of The Better Angels Of Our Nature By Danny
Aponte of P.S 161
Chapter One: It was a dark and stormy knight of Jedi
journalism
This looks like a job for Special Agent Carlos Danger
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