-- The Doors, "The End " (1966)
We awakened to some very weird occurrences in our home this morning (June 8, 2006/Sivan 12, 5766). I 'm noting the date of this writing so there can be no question when a copy is discovered in a few years -- after the rebirth of true American freedom for all.
The morning news was dominated fixated on the bombing raid that allegedly caught Abu Mussab al-Zarkawi with his robes around his ankles.
You know how CNN is. The newschannel never met a story it couldn 't report on into infinity and beyond. This day, apparently nothing else transpired on Planet Earth.
As for the local news, we get four network affiliates that rarely cover anything beyond the daily strike threats at the Caterpillar factory and the latest murder in Peoria. Since Peoria is 40-some miles away, and I don 't know anyone who works at Cat, my concern is equal to that of MAD 's Alfred E. Neuman: "What Me Worry? "
So, on an everyday basis my morning choices are limited to CNN or complete ignorance (I do read a variety of newspapers, but television is so much faster).
Well, at the very same time the military and commander-in-cheese King George XLIII, as well as Secretary of Nihilism Donnie Rumsfeld were patting themselves on the backs and gloating about turning al-Zarkawi into a martyr, the second weird occurrence was taking place.
Our computer had been sucked clean of e-mail. Nothing. Nada. Null. Non. Niente. Gornischt. Blank white screens at six e-mail addresses. Even the sub-folders were gone.
How long this had transpired was anyone 's guess.
Then, just before 8:00 AM, CDT, the e-mail system began restoring itself. Within 10 minutes or so, all of our e-mails and folders were back.
Magic, or the National Security Agency?
A close encounter of the second kind, perhaps?