Saturday, March 12, 2022

Today is Saturday, 03/12/2022, Post #1






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Posted by me, Kerry Burgess at 10:41 PM

Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home

I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.

Friday, March 11, 2022

Today is Friday, 03/11/2022, Post #3

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Stephen King's The Stand

"The End"

TV-series episode 1 (12/17/2020)

Jim Ellis: What do you want to know?

Stu Redman: Well, for starters, how come you're not wearing one of those masks?









"Tomorrow is Yesterday" [ Star Trek ]

Original Airdate: 26 Jan, 1967

(from internet transcript)

[Transporter room]

(From his seated position strapped into his fighter, Captain Christopher is beamed aboard standing up.)

KIRK: Welcome aboard the Enterprise.

CHRISTOPHER: You speak English.

KIRK: That's right. You can step off the transporter

CHRISTOPHER: Captain John Christopher, United States Air Force. Serial number 4857932.

KIRK: Relax, Captain, you're among friends. I'm Captain James T. Kirk.

CHRISTOPHER: What's going on here? Where am I? What happened? You people, who are you?

KIRK: All in good time, Captain. Meanwhile, let me apologise for bringing you aboard the ship so abruptly, but it couldn't be helped. I didn't know that your craft couldn't stand up to our tractor beam.

CHRISTOPHER: Don't give me any double-talk. Just tell me who you are.

KIRK: We'll tell you what we decide to tell you in a few moments. In the meantime, relax. You're our guest. I have a feeling you'll find it interesting.

SPOCK: Bridge to Captain Kirk.

KIRK: Kirk here. What is it, Mister Spock?

SPOCK: The aircraft has completely broken up, Captain. Shall we turn off the tractor beam?

KIRK: Affirmative. We have the pilot aboard.









The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King

(from internet transcript)

Chapter 28

We’re not crazy, Harold.”

“Maybe it would be better if we were.”

“Someone will come,” Frannie said. “After a while. After this disease, whatever it is, burns itself out.”

“Who?”

“Somebody in authority,” she said uncertainly. “Somebody who will… well… put things back in order.”

He laughed bitterly. “My dear child… sorry, Fran. Fran, it was the people in authority who did this. They’re good at putting things back in order. They’ve solved the depressed economy, pollution, the oil shortage, and the cold war, all at a stroke. Yeah, they put things in order, all right. They solved everything the same way Alexander solved the Gordian knot—by cutting it in two with his sword.”

“But it’s just a funny strain of the flu, Harold. I heard it on the radio—”

“Mother Nature just doesn’t work that way, Fran. Your somebody in authority got a bunch of bacteriologists, virologists, and epidemiologists together in some government installation to see how many funny bugs they could dream up. Bacteria. Viruses. Germ plasm, for all I know. And one day some well-paid toady said, ‘Look what I made. It kills almost everybody. Isn’t it great?’ And they gave him a medal, and a pay-raise, and a time-sharing condo, and then somebody spilled it.



- posted by me, Kerry Burgess 04:07 AM Pacific-time USA Saturday 03/12/2022