Sometimes, one of my thousands of chickabiddies will ask me what it was like in Ye Olden Days, when dinosaurs roamed the earth and electricity had yet to be invented by Elon Musk.
I wheeze asthmatically yet genially and explain:
Why, I'm so old, I remember when not a single one of my fellow 'muricans were confused about who they were supposed to root for in this scenario—the poor American kid from the inner city or the guy from the hostile foreign power.
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