As Jefferson set the table and Washington carved the bird we braced for war.
Armed with a pellet gun, I did my thing: extinguished a Limey and his red coat cousins.
Then in the future, on a distant planet, I did the natives, though I’m not sure why.
The excitement made me giddy. Up.
I blushed like a school-girl.
It has been my honor and privilege to obliterate them all.
Fortune has indeed been kind.
Such is the nature of cinema and dreams.
God bless us and our Freedoms – or we’ll kill the bastard.