Remembrance of My Life: The Moon

I remember as a child looking up at the night sky with my father beside me. I pointed up at the moon and said, “Look at that? Why does it mock us so?”

“No one knows,” my father answered, “We planted a flag upon it, but it still shows no obedience.”

I looked up at the terrible glowing rock. “I think it’s threatening us.”

“Perhaps so.”

“Then why don’t we do anything about it?”

My father thought a moment. “Because of the Democrats. They want us to appease the moon. And appease the Soviets. And they will use that weakness against us. Perhaps the moon and the Soviets might team up and attack us together. I don’t know if we’re prepared for lunar Commies.”

“Well, I won’t appease them or the moon.” I glared up at our natural satellite. “One day I will do something to the moon to show that we dominate it and that we fear nothing!”

My father patted me on the head. “Ha. You are stupid and a child. Now let us do our nightly preparation for a Commie invasion and then watch Family Ties.”

Today, the moon still mocks us. Every night, Buttercup points up at the sky and says, “Moon!”

And I say to her, “Yes, I know. It frightens me too. But one day… one day we will show it.” No matter how dark things get in our nation’s problems, we must never forget the threat of the moon. And one day still we will do something about it.

6 Comments

  1. I do not recognize the existence of that celestial object as “the Moon.” I shall call it that Ignoble Titan of Satan, or TITS. This name captures both my hatred for that Ignoble Titan of Satan and my enjoyment of crude humor. It’s perfect.

    There was only one Moon, and he was a human who made country music sweeter than a chocolate-covered pile of bacon, unfettered by Democrats or Commies.

    The first step to removing the threat posed by TITS is to arrogantly dismiss its existence! It hates that!

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