Oops

OK, Josh, Mr. Photo-fucking-graphic Memory that he is, was right about my mix-up in regards to the Challenger disaster. I watched it at home and somehow jumbled that together with an earlier (successful) Challenger launch we had seen at school a couple years prior. Of course, Mr. Fuckinggenius was totally wrong in saying the shuttle blew up. It didn’t. So there.

Nonetheless, I can apologize the only way I know how: by taking that entry, and, using Google, translating it into Japanese and then back into English. We call it Engrish. Enjoy…

20 years ago.  Precocious 11 year of person old, 20  years in tomorrow ago, it started showing the crack as my unerring  reliance and a country.  We are the large アメ Lee mosquito, but, it is not complete.  The person fails once upon a time the dies of the  person once upon a time.  As for that being to be, as for us who  always are it was in the school which is seen with the tv.  I  connected completely with our voices which are brought up with  countdown namely yell:  ” 3, 2, 1!      “.  Beautiful ignition and  rise  -      The fact that the land and mind are stirred is  shaken.  At rear ninety second:  ” Go because of the スロ ット.  ” And disorder.  By mistake we had known that it is with the age  something.  When and there was a part, you did not know, the surface  of our teachers informed everything to those.  We are to witness the  life of the American 7 exactly the key tobacco was inhaled between  instant pioneer.  Or we thought.  Something which continues is first  impact namely while that makes being surprised, the っ after:  ” That was fast, pain was not “…”.  But ” happened had not known as for  them under any condition, that was not true.  Afterwards, we find  terrible truth.  As for explosion those the shooting midst っ it is   -      As for falling to earth.  7 Icari.  As for me the  magazine of time, I have remembered the photograph of 1 you remember  many from other things:  The Florida beach of serene namely one  smoldering glove of sand.  We are not complete, don’t you think? so  is?  The reliance to which the person and the country do not tremble  is dangerous.  It asks always.  It asks always.  If you do not rely on with one thing, rely on our specific infallibility.  We occasionally  fail.  We occasionally die.  Being to have that, and being always to  be.

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“We are the large Lee mosquito, but, it is not complete.”
“We are not complete, don’t you think?”

So true. So, so true.

Twenty Years

Twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago tomorrow, as a precocious 11-year-old, my unerring faith in man and country began to show cracks. We are the great America, but we are not perfect. Man sometime fails, man sometime dies. As it was and it will always be.

We were at school, watching on TV. We all joined in the countdown, our voices growing louder: “THREE, TWO, ONE!!”. The glorious ignition and ascent - shaking the ground and stirring the soul.

Ninety seconds later: “Go for throttle up.” Then chaos. Even at that age we knew something was wrong. And if there were some that didn’t know, our teacher’s face told them everything. We had just witnessed the lives of seven American pioneers snuffed out in an instant. Or we thought.

After the initial shock, it came as no surprise what followed: “It was quick and painless”… “They never knew what happened.” But even that wasn’t true. Later, we’d find out the awful truth. The explosion didn’t kill them - the fall to earth did. Seven Icari.

I remember the picture in TIME magazine, one I remember more than the others: the serene Florida beach, one smoldering glove in the sand.

We’re not perfect, are we? Unwavering faith in man and country is dangerous. Always question. Always question. If you must trust in one thing, trust our inherent infallibility. We sometimes fail. We sometimes die. As it was and as it always will be.

Put This Into Perspective

I know I haven’t posted in like a month. Back off, would ya? Patience, grasshopper.

In the mean time, I might just be droppin’ links like Galileo dropped the orange.

This first one: Wow. Brilliant, yet devious. Deviously brilliant. An acid trip gone beautifully, ingeniously wrong and right. I have a bad feeling I’m one of those people that would throw up if I stood in the middle of the hallway in the first pic for too long.

*UPDATE* Tons more here.