Of course, with my luck, the Second Coming happens, I will wind up in Heaven, and this will be the greatest year ever.
Dear Vice President-Elect Pence,
It probably wasn’t such a good idea for you to attend a performance of “Hamilton.” That’s rather like Miyam Bialik attending a Neo-Nazi meeting. Or George Takei dropping by the FOCUS ON THE FAMILY offices. No good can come out of it.
Douglas A. Puthoff
About this time yesterday, I was walking to Walmart. The temperature was around 70 degrees F. The sun was shining. A beautiful day.
Now it is 38 (with a wind chill of 27). Snow is falling. The sky is mostly cloudy.
Ironically, this is not the strangest thing that has happened this month.
I’ll let you guess the other two.
Today is Life Day. If you’re wondering what the heck Life Day is, it is the date when, in 1978, CBS unleashed “The Star Wars Holiday Special” upon an unsuspecting world. The response to it was overwhelming–as in overwhelmingly bad. I remembering watching it while I was living in North Carolina. I missed about half of it because I went out to eat with my family. From the response, I don’t think I missed much. It lost out to THE LOVE BOAT in the ratings. I don’t remember my response to it, so must have been pretty unforgettable, or perhaps my mind wanted to erase the experience from my 16-year-old psyche.
I was hoping it would return the next year. Maybe it would be an annual event, like “A Charlie Brown Christmas.”
This show never appeared on network television again. Most people who’ve seen it when it first came on didn’t think that was a great loss. The special would later resurface in the way of black market recordings on VHS or DVD, not to mention on the Internet.
I just finished watching it for the first time since it originally aired. Now I know why it was never re-aired. The whole special just seems to be a misguided attempt to weld a typical 1970s DONALD AND MARIE style variety show unto a science fiction movie. It failed–miserably. It would be as if C-3PO’s arms unto the Venus de Milo–an unsightly mess.
But if one good thing game out of this mess, it made TV producers realize how mutually exclusive TV variety shows and science fiction movies were. Thank the failure of “The Star Wars Holiday Special” the world may have been spared from “An Alien Christmas” or “The Blade Runner Holiday Special.”
Thirty-nine more days till Christmas. This past weekend Big 106.7, my radio station of choice, stopped its format of play ’70s and ’80s oldies and started playing Christmas music ad infinitum. We could stand a little Christmas cheer in this country, especially after the events of last week. But it’s really hard to get into Christmas Spirit when you see schoolkids walking around in their short sleeves. The temperature was 59 degrees (F) today. Two years ago the Celina are got snow, for pity’s sake.
You never know.
I remember this song. I remember hearing it in January 1991, when the United States started bombing Iraq in Operation: Desert Storm. MTV–they were still playing videos at the time–played this song, along with Elvis Costello’s “(What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love, and Understanding?” about once an hour or so as the airstrikes started. I feel like playing it now, after the events of the past few hours. I’ve already posted it on Twitter. On the ‘Net today I’ve seen deplorable behavior, both from the Trumpies and the anti-Trumpies. And, during the course of this way, way too long election campaign, I think I crossed the line my fair share of times. I ask God for forgiveness in Jesus’ name.
I also must remember that Jesus told us to love our neighbors, whether you like their religion, their political opinions, or other aspects of them or not:
Dear God, please help me love my neighbors, regardless or what I think of them. I can’t do it without Your help. In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.
In the wake of what has happened in the last several hours, I keep forgetting this is a very important day in the history of the Puthoff family. It was 25 years ago, November 9, 1991, that my younger brother Mike married Melissa Heitkamp.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY YOU TWO!