Let’s Just Relax

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No, no, no! I am not going to write up any politics today, I am not going to write up any nooze–and wit you well (as Sir Thomas Malory would say), there’s plenty I could write about. I am going to go out and have a cigar, work a little on my book, come back in to watch “Godzilla vs. Megalon,” and then sit down to our Thanksgiving dinner.

Judah the Maccabee, fighting for the survival of his nation, insisted on resting on the Sabbath: he would not do battle on that day unless he were attacked.

We fight for America. Maybe for the whole Western civilization, what’s left of it. But this day at least we set aside for thanksgiving to God.

Tomorrow’s Thanksgiving!

One of our household customs, on Thanksgiving Day, is to watch this gloriously silly movie while the turkey’s cooking in the oven–Godzilla vs. Megalon. The big robot is Godzilla’s tag-team partner against Megalon and Co. It had the rare ability to increase its size tenfold. Ain’t technology wonderful? “Ah! He programmed himself to do that,” says the robot’s inventor. It came as a surprise to him.

On Thanksgiving Day we set our cares aside and praise the Lord our God, who shoulders them Himself. We used to have these huge family dinners for Thanksgiving, but everyone has either died or moved quite far away. We give God thanks for all those memories.

I’ll be here on this blog tomorrow. I hope most of you can find a few minutes to drop in and share this holiday with us.

Complete with monster movie.

Have a Snug and Sane Thanksgiving

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I won’t pretend there’s no bad nooze out there. But for this one day, Thanksgiving, I can close my door against it and shut it out, as I would shut out bad weather. The difference is, the bad nooze will still be here tomorrow, but the weather can always change.

I wish I could have you, my friends, here for Thanksgiving. Don’t expect a lot of excitement–unless you get excited by movies like Godzilla vs. Megalon (no, it’s not a Supreme Court case, we’re not letting that stuff in today). It’s our custom to watch that movie while the turkey’s cooking.

I wish we could share good talk and funny stories and maybe some board games–Monopoly, anyone? Settlers of Catan? Who said Pick-Up Sticks? (How about that? Byron the Quokka’s here!)  Sing some hymns together.

Well, we can do those things in spirit. Yes, we can.

Our Post-Thanksgiving Day

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The dramatis personae of Godzilla vs. Megalon take  a curtain call. Left to Right, Jet Jaguar, Godzilla, Gigan, and Megalon. Absent: Dame Judith Anderson.

This is the day Patty and I have our turkey, relax, and watch Godzilla vs. Megalon. This treasure of cinematic art is completely devoid of serious thought, ideal for flushing the brain. The brain is like an outboard motor; it needs to be flushed from time to time.

Maybe I shouldn’t have said that. Someone stole my outboard motor, once.

There is a good reason why this film has been called “The Gone With the Wind of movies featuring rubber monster suits,” but I can’t remember what that reason is.

Getting Ready for Thanksgiving

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I’m running late today because we have to get ready for Thanksgiving, which means finding time for extra shopping.

My sister has, thank God, quit that crazy job she had, the one featuring no holidays all year, so last year we didn’t get together for Thanksgiving, Christmas, or even New Year’s. But now she’ll be home, so we will have a family dinner. The only drawback will be a couple of hours on the Garden State Parkway, beloved of kamikaze motorists.

Friday we can relax with our own small turkey dinner and Godzilla vs. Megalon. We’ve had that movie as a household tradition for so long, I forget how it started. How do things like that get started?

We’ll continue providing blog service as best we can, and I hope most of you can drop in for a few minutes and say hello.

The Tech Fair Horror! Robot Attacks, Injures Man

Robots v Humans: AI machine ‘attacks’ visitor at Chinese tech fair (PHOTOS)

Oh, we shoulda listened to Isaac Asimov! Instead, it’s going all Terminator on us.

At the China International Hi-Tech Fair recently, a robot that was supposed to be an “educational tool” launched itself through a glass display case and made a frenzied attack on an innocent bystander, who was slightly injured (https://www.rt.com/viral/367426-robot-attack-china-technology/). We are unable to confirm reports that the robot growled “Die, human, die!”

I dunno, it doesn’t look so fierce to me. It looks kinda like R2D2 from Star Wars. Which reminds me–What does R2D2 take when he has a cold? Robotussin! But I digress.

It should be pointed out that some killjoy who doesn’t want us to have any fun with the nooze says the robot crashed through the display case because somebody mixed up the “forward” and “back” buttons, hit the one when he should’ve hit the other. We would rather read that the robot’s Artificial Intelligence took it upon itself to add a blood-lust program. “He must’ve programmed himself to do that!” Just because those immortal words originated in Godzilla vs. Megalon doesn’t mean they aren’t true.

Just to be on the safe side, steer clear of hi-tech fairs and bring no robots into your home. ‘Cause you never know when they might program themselves to be smarter than you and take away your stuff.

Will Our Robots Murder Us?

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(Thanks to Susan for the nooze tip)

During a recent Q&A session on Reddit, “famed futurist” Michio Kaku–sorry, but I never heard of him–warned that robots will “evolve” to the point where they might harbor “murderous thoughts” toward us humans (https://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/world-news/michio-kaku-robots-artificial-intelligence-16849050).

Sheesh, look at all the trouble we had with Frankenstein–and that was only one artificial human.

Anyway, Mr. Kaku says Artificial Intelligence in robots will just keep getting smarter and smarter until robots threaten to “replace humans” and then, he babbles, we’ll have no choice but to “merge” with robots. Then we can have Artificial Intelligence, too!

And this is all supposed to happen, it seems, by itself–without some fool programming a robot to have murderous thoughts toward humans. I guess they’re going to program themselves, a la Jet Jaguar in Godzilla vs. Megalon. Image result for images of jet-jaguar in godzilla vs. megalon  See? As big as Megalon! “He must have programmed himself to do that,” muses the inventor.

Gee, have the movies got this covered, or what?

Is naturally-occurring stupidity in such short supply, these days, that we need to manufacture Artificial Stupidity? Like, why in the world would anybody build a robot that goes around killing people willy-nilly? Well, yeah, probably there’s somebody who would do just that. To Save The Planet or something.

I’m afraid I’ve missed a lot of dozy robot stories since the Drudge Report became the Democrat cheering session and we dropped it for Rantingly.

‘Three Cheers for Godzilla’ (2013)

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As bad as things are now, we don’t have *Batteries Not Included in the White House anymore and we didn’t wind up with Hillary. Every day give thanks for that.

And we still have Godzilla.

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The Bible tells us in no uncertain terms that God is not going to let the bad guys win. They were riding high in 2013. They had a great fall in 2016. It’s true that if we put the Democrats out of business, in a very short time another group of villains would arise to take their place. Their politics seeps out from the dark places in the human heart. This will always be with us, until Our Lord Jesus Christ sets His throne upon the earth. And then it will be with us no more.

‘Godzilla vs. Megalon’ (Hooray!)

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Yo! Next time you go on a picnic, be sure to take along a hand-held rocket launcher. It just might come in handy.

Here at Chez Leester, the cinematic classic, Godzilla vs. Megalon, is a day-after-Thanksgiving tradition, going back almost 40 years. What other movie can offer such a wealth of totally inexplicable situations? Like, the two guys in the garbage truck beat up and throw off a cliff the bad guy who was going to pay them for a job–and then go ahead and do the job anyway. What other movie screenplay can confidently state that the statues on Easter Island are 3 million years old?

But I don’t want to spoil it for you, just in case you decide to watch it, too.

Pure, unadulterated, totally cool silliness–try and beat that, Serious Mainstream Art Films!

Godzilla, Come Back!

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No, they’re not looking up at Godzilla. If only they were!

I shoulda known, I shoulda known… Serious Mainstream Litterature makes lousy movies.

We spent our afternoon watching Picnic at Hanging Rock, a movie by Peter Weir, based on a novel that’s this big cultural icon in Australia and therefore can’t be changed. It’s fiction done up as non-fiction. The author said she wrote it in two weeks. I believe it.

It’s about a girls’ school where they go on a picnic at this spooky place called Hanging Rock (a real place, actually), and three of the girls, plus one of the teachers, mysteriously disappear. One of them turns up later, but has no memory of what happened. That’s because it’s a movie in which nothing happens.

The author said she based it on a dream. Well, fine: I’ve used stuff from my dreams in some of my books. But no one sleeps long enough to dream up a whole novel!

That’s why this blamed thing isn’t a whole novel. It’s a story with a beginning, but no middle and certainly no end. It runs out of gas after the first 30 minutes and then fumfers around. We never find out why the girls disappeared, why the teacher disappeared too, why their watches stopped at noon, why one of the girls mysteriously reappeared. We never find out anything.

We could have watched Godzilla vs. Megalon! Say what you want about a Japanese monster movie: but at least it has a beginning, a middle, and an end. It doesn’t just strut around saying “I are Serious Mainstream Litterature!” and give you a big, loud raspberry for watching it.

I say this tarted-up pretense of a movie would have been infinitely better with a monster in it. I’ll go with Godzilla but I’d settle for Mothra. In fact, it would’ve been better with Abbot and Costello in it.

But they were too wise ever to get trapped in Serious Mainstream Cinematic Artsy-Fartsy poppycock.