Watching again now that scene in the 2004 television miniseries DVD "Battlestar Galactica" I am thinking again now that strike itself does not hit me. I am not instantly vaporized by the strike. I am on the fringe of the blast of the atomic explosions, I think consistently about an incident over which I have no control over and that I am there simply as a spectator in effect and I cannot figure out how to end this sentence except for the fact that I can only control that I showed up at the right time when something very wrong was going down in that area
Okay. Now I think of more. She meets me here. I think of that a lot. I struggle with feelings about her and about how
I can't figure what to write next. I would not have even started this paragraph except that I think of how I am creating inconsistencies with my online postings of my private journal. Sometimes when I post my private journal online I will essentially redact words or phrases by simply adding a line break where those words or phrases would be. I find myself now creating something that appears similar because I am trying to express some kind of notion about something and I cannot find the words in my mind to articulate that notion so I just stop typing words.
I have really been struggling the past twelve hours or so about whether I would have a report finished that I could publish tomorrow. I try to get out at least one new report every day. At this point I am not certain if I will meet that goal. That amount of time to create one report is tremendous. I really need supercomputers to make a complete report. The computers I have take about nine hours to complete the unpublishable first draft of a report and then I have to spend well over eight hours or so to create the report. And that is usually not the comprehensive report I want to make. At this point right now I wanted to publish another report about the University of Washington Genome Sciences racketeering activity but I have not even started the computer to create the first draft.
I just feel at this point that I might not even publish another report. I mean, what the hell. What is the goddamned point anyway at this point.
Hell, after that last post I made earlier this morning, I have thought one or two times since then, what is the point of making any more reports anyway?
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BATTLESTAR GALACTICA: Miniseries (2003) [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Apollo: Colonial Heavy 798, this is Viper 7242. My call sign is Apollo, and I'll be your escort back to Caprica.
Pilot: Copy that, Viper 7242. Glad to have you with us, Apollo.
Boomer: Viper 7242, Rapter 312. This is Boomer; just wanted to say it was an honor to fly with you, Apollo.
(Inside the ship)
Pilot: Ladies and gentlemen, we are now on-route back to Caprica. If you look out the starboard window, you might be able to see one of Galactica's old Mark II Vipers, which will be escorting us back home...
(At Baltar's house - he has his hands clasped, as though in prayer, and the television is on.)
Reporters: We don't have any more information yet, but, uh... / ...all remaining ships able to leave Caprica... / ...no actual enemy has yet been sighted... / ...get out into the open countryside or the lesser populated areas of the city... / ...but there doesn't seem to be any doubt... (One tv feed goes out. On the other, we can see the force of a blast before it too goes to static.)
Baltar: What have I done? What am I gonna do? There's no way out.
Six: I know.
2003 television miniseries "Battlestar Galactica" DVD video: [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Kellan Brody - television newscaster: We don't have any further information yet.
Channel 7 television news field reporter: There are no remaining ships able to leave Caprica.
Kellan Brody - Channel 5 studio television newscaster: Uh, but no actual enemy has been sighted yet.
Channel 7 television news field reporter: - out in the open countryside -
Kellan Brody - Channel 5 studio television newscaster: Officials are saying there doesn't seem any doubt -
Channel 7 television news field reporter: - lesser populated areas of the city -
Gaius Baltar: What have I done? What am I going to do? There's no way out.
Caprica Number Six: I know.
Gaius Baltar: I'm sure you know. That's your doing, isn't it?
