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The ultimate irony, stretch it until it breaks.
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Surviving after an apocalyptic, what would be the point?
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As the op says, they just don't get it.
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Reminds me of this great episode of the Twilight Zone.
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My link above.........
"Time Enough at Last" became one of the most famous episodes of the original Twilight Zone. It is the story of a man who seeks salvation in the rubble of a ruined world and tells of Henry Bemis, played by Burgess Meredith, who loves books yet is surrounded by those who would prevent him from reading them. The episode follows Bemis through the post-apocalyptic world, touching on such social issues as anti-intellectualism, the dangers of reliance upon technology, and the difference between solitude and loneliness. Mr. Henry Bemis, a charter member in the fraternity of dreamers. A bookish little man whose passion is the printed page, but who is conspired against by a bank president and a wife and a world full of tongue-cluckers and the unrelenting hands of a clock. But in just a moment, Mr. Bemis will enter a world without bank presidents or wives or clocks or anything else. He'll have a world all to himself... without anyone. Finding himself alone in a shattered world with canned food to last him a lifetime and no means of leaving to look for other survivors, Bemis succumbs to despair. As he prepares to commit suicide using a revolver he has found, Bemis sees the ruins of the public library in the distance. Investigating, he finds that the books are still intact; all the books he could ever hope for are his for the reading, and time to read them without interruption. His despair gone, Bemis contentedly sorts the books he looks forward to reading for years to come, with no obligations to get in the way. Just as he bends down to pick up the first book, he stumbles, and his glasses fall off and shatter. In shock, he picks up the broken remains of the glasses without which he is virtually blind and bursts into tears, surrounded by books he now can never read. |
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MY luck.
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If it wasn't for bad luck I would have no luck at all. ![]() |
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Tell me about it.
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Never mind eric, just sing along with the poor souls fighting the 2nd WW, they ironically sang an Irving Berlin song sung by vera lynn.......It's a lovely day tomorrow
Tomorrow is a lovely day. . Of course tomorrow was not a lovely day. ![]() |
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I suppose in contrast, and relative to fighting [any] war, tomorrow can't be bad can it although it's not something I look forward to.
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Eric I will help you carry the heavy load.................hold on, I can barley carry my own
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If it wasn't for my unfounded optimism, I would have topped myself years ago.
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Best not go there btf.
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I agree.
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i think that the Germans have a rule about building a house.A celler must be built under every building in cast of a doomsday scenario.
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