Well, I’m
crushed. Dorothy’s ruby slippers (The
Wizard of Oz) sold at an auction for $660,000. Not that I’d have anywhere to wear them… but this is the kind of thing
a convalescing trivia buff runs across.
A Superman
appears in every episode of Seinfeld,
and an orange is seen right before a death
- or close call, in all of The Godfather
movies. Now they tell me. Did anyone
catch the little red car in the background during the epic chariot scene in the
movie Ben
Hur?
You might
imagine my relief when hubs announced he’d “found something” on Netflix! We
watched a film called “Knowing,” starring
Nicolas Cage. I thought the acting was a bit edgy, but the storyline is really
quite good as he tries to discover the meaning of a page of endless numbers
which seem to connect locations to unexplained events involving massive
casualties. The gripping ending provides much to consider, no matter your
spiritual or practical acumen.
For example,
those who give the slightest credence to the time-defying travels (Phoenix to
New Mexico in only a matter of days!) of an irascible Apache called Geronimo, via vast and far-reaching underground passages beneath the Salt River Valley,
might easily accept the notion that these
extensive tunnels were excavated by the very same legendary “little people” also
credited with directing the unexplained light shows above the Superstition
Mountains. Likewise, they may have an entirely different conception of what
exactly happened to Cahokia, the largest prehistoric Native
American (cosmopolitan) commune ever
recorded (roughly where St. Louis is now) than the Army Corp. of Engineers who
tirelessly worked to modify the Mississippi River from meandering so much, and
thereby generated prime real estate for wildlife preservation, the production
of agriculture, and the development of several other industries (jobs!) as well.
Admittedly,
all those industries prompted the “Clean Water Act” (not a bad thing), but do you think those elaborate tunnels were
burrowed only for Geronimo’s convenience? And, as reticent as our government seems to be about even
acknowledging the possibility of extraterrestrial beings, what do you make of
the need for a Federal Regulation prohibiting any contact between humans and
alien beings - or vehicles?
Not that
watching the movie “Knowing” will send you on a philosophical tangent, but I do
recommend it (the movie, I mean). Besides, ruminating is good for me just now as
I recover from a visit from an old antagonist called Epilepsy, which has pretty
much demanded (much-appreciated) time to think and read and write while my mind
reboots and my body recoups from the battering.
Thank you in
advance for your patience (What the heck is she thinking?) and your ever-thoughtful comments!