It was a movie to scare young kids... and young kids of a certain age love to have popcorn and a coke and a good scare in a dark theater.
I was one of those kids, but I was getting a bit older and the movie didn't scare me that much. I can barely remember it now. Something about a circus in a small town... hey, a circus! Friendly, happy, family fun, a circus!
Well, we have an evil circus in town, Washington,DC, and this circus does scare me. It is actually a even more scary thing to adults with understanding. It's a cult in service of the greedy. You know, the ones who can never have enough money.
They smile at us, they say sweet sounding words, they talk of some of the things that made America great.
But they feed on people, kids really... they are monsters... and they lie to us... anything so they can keep on feeding on our kids...
When I was a teenager, I watched the leviathan crawl through my little hometown everyday. My little mountain town had a railroad running through the middle of town alonside the river. Every morning the leviathan would creep slowly through town.
It was a miles-long monster... a train loaded with military equipment and munitions. Some very large corporations made a lot of money creating those munitions and that equipment. And every day there was a new train slowly gliding through my town. Headed for Oakland, California, but untimately for Vietnam.
Now there are two things required to feed a war machine... money in gargantuan amounts, and... people. War feeds off of people. Kids, really. Not the old and sick, but the young, who think they are going to live forever.
Everyday, I got to watch the Vietnam monster grow stronger. I did not know what Vietnam was. I did not know that young people like myself were being fed to it. I did not pay much attention to what the adults were saying about it. Which wasn't much. But, 'we' were 'winning'.
But I do remember the 'Tonkin Gulf Incident', the pretext for breaking the chains on the Vietnam War monster. It was an attack on 'our' destroyers in 'international waters'. We were innocently attacked, twice, and somebody was going to pay. Sure enough, somebody paid, a lot of somebodies.
Well, the attacks turned out to be lies, a pretext for 'really taking the gloves off'. And the somebody who paid, were young Vietnamese and a bunch of young Americans.
Samarra sounds like another lie. Somebody is going to pay... I'd like it to be the current crop of lying politicians who are trying to feed more kids into a new monster. But is the same monster with a new address, Iraq.
Something wicked this way comes... and it's another foreign war. This time we are going to 'mow the whole place down, and see what happens'. Well, I already know what happens... we turn kids into shell-shocked wrecks, we turn people into amputees. And a bunch come back with the animating breath of life -- gone.
And a new cult of men in service of the monster want to feed more kids into it. Not their kids. Oh, no! Our kids.
I don't like this movie. It got bad reviews last time. The plot sucks. I am walking out and I want my money back.
God, I hope it is just a movie. Tell me it is just a movie, a bad movie! Right! This can't be happening in real life!?!
Oh, shit, the Iraq death toll is up by another poor American kid... 441 now. Another poor family is going to be getting the news, then the body, then the funeral, then the folded flag...