I just had a new idea.
It's a widely known fact that people, organisations and even governments of small nations, no matter how stubborn they seem at first always cave in at the mere sight of one single secret weapon…
A secret weapon so dangerous, so terrible you have no choice but to stop and sign it when you encounter one in the street.
I am of course talking about…
(cue cheesy scary organ music)
THE PETITION!
That's right! The voice of the people shall help my cause! I've started an online petition which will force (pun intended) Mr. Lucas into a meeting with me. Provided I have enough signatures of course. It's no use calling up Lucasfilm telling them I have to meet George Lucas because 15 people (including relatives and loved ones) also think I should.
No, I need thousands of signatures! MILLIONS!
SIGNATURES! UNLIMITED SIGNATURES!!
So please sign this, and then pass it on to people you know so they can sign it too. As soon as I've reached a hundred signatures, I'll forward them to Lucasfilm. Then at two hundred, I'll forward them again, then at 300, 400… You get the drill.
Of course there's something in it for you readers as well. You people aren't going to sign something when I don't include some incentive to do so, aren't you? So here's the deal:
At every 100 entries, I'll disguise myself as George Lucas and take to the streets for random acts of mischievousness. These acts will be filmed and will get posted online in 15 minute episodes for your viewing pleasure. Now how's that for an incentive? Wait, don't aswer that. Just sign already.
In the meantime: lots and lots of filler material!
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1 comment:
some words of advice.
I myself have been trying to meet, encounter or stumble upon mr. James Cameron. I'd like to explain him that his rendering of the creatures in Aliens was a bit flawed. Though I do agree with the fact that the movie was jolly good fun, I still believe the aliens were a bit feminine and wimpy ( as in not scary at all)and that the testosterone-content was below par (as in not enough weapons, muscles and really tiny armored assault vehicles).
I'd like him to make Alien The Fifth, but make it an action movie this time.
Sadly enough, he is spending most of his time indoors (strange when there's interesting people like me to meet) working on some movie or whatnotthingy.
I strongly suspect, after decennia of relentless daily letterwriting, that they are simply not interested in the musings of us, normal humans.
But then again,
I could be wrong...
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