The Immortality of the Gods
Yesterday we went to the beach, and afterwards enjoyed dinner at a pizza place. The splendidly perfect summer outing. My wife lamented not being able to see the closing ceremonies of the Olympic games, but since most restaurants have no fewer than 57 television sets placed throughout the dining area, we could at least view some of the festivities. What I saw was a celebration of one of those immortal gods of the World, John Lennon, singing his classic "Imagine" while a stylized, "puppetized" visage of his face sat in the center of the Union Jack stripes in the middle of the arena. There it was in glorious splendor, the anthem of mindless World obedience and the visual spectacle all over a gigantic Annu signature, the authoritative designation of control over a reprobate population. And on this stage the pronouncement was quite clear. The Olympics used The Legend Lennon to be sure everyone knew it was global in nature. Today driving out on the freeway I saw a