Allow me to explain the title a little bit, for football-illiterate people. Yesterday’s post was pretty much critical gold. The whole world loved it. I think I may have been the first person to unite the entire educated world under a common opinion. Birthers are stupid.
So clearly, today’s post has a whole lot to live up to. A lot like the Florida Gators did last season. They were coming off of a national championship two seasons before, and a strong showing the next season after. So everyone expected the 2010 Gators under Urban Meyer to be some pretty hot shit. But they weren’t. They sucked, Mississippi State and South Carolina both beat them. They were a pretty big let down.
I’m not saying all that because this post will be a let down. It will still be absolute critical gold as well. ACG, as I like to call it starting about 30 seconds ago, is a term that was created by the smart people of the world to describe my writing. It’s a unique classification. Once something has become ACG, it cannot be described any more accurately or specifically. ACG is like a living, breathing, dynamic creature. It takes many forms, but it always is what it is.
In a more simple sense for you peasants and plebes, although this entry is ACG, yesterday’s was my opus.
Today, my friend Luke came over. Luke is one of those friends that I like to have around to keep me humble, and to laugh at. Listening to him speak reminds me of the value of my education, and how lucky I am to be born in a country like America where his kind is tolerated rather than ethnically cleansed.
Luke and I were watching a documentary called “Countdown to Zero,” about nuclear weapons and the evolving threat they are becoming. In the course of the documentary, footage came up of Robert Oppenheimer’s famous line “Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.” An interesting thought came to mind.
Now, Luke will deny this and claim that it was his original idea from the beginning, but it truthfully is my intellectual property. Oppenheimer was directly quoting the Bhagavad Ghita. Why is it then, today, that Oppenheimer is credited with that line? Does that mean that all I need to do to secure my spot in history (for the purpose of this rhetorical question let’s assume I’m not already famous) is read a few lines from the Gettysburg Address and claim them as my own? Food for thought, World.
Lincoln’s house divided line too.