"Seat Safety Switch" (seat-safety-switch)
08/25/2015 at 12:58 • Filed to: 80s cartoon week, mercury cougar, donald trump
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"Seat Safety Switch" (seat-safety-switch)
08/25/2015 at 12:58 • Filed to: 80s cartoon week, mercury cougar, donald trump | 2
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They never should have hired me to do all those 80s cartoons when I fell out of the time machine.
It was heartwarming how, in their age of blind hope of a new morning for America, they would bring a stranger into their midst. Amidst the Reaganomics they were acting in the belief of making their country great again, but sometimes I could sense that during some of those long nights they could see the ruined world they would help create in the reflection of the deadened soul in my eyes.
Why didn’t any of my coworkers at DIC ever ask where I had come from? I would have told them freely. I started to drop hints, by issuing script directions referring to the “Czech Republic,” by making oblique references to pop idols that hadn’t even been born yet, mentioning China as an immense industrial power with its boot on America’s throat, and refusing to participate in the daily Cold War bomb shelter drills. I stopped as soon as I started to see elements of what I inadvertently shared with my coworkers entering into the work. Was I creating the future that I was sent back to avoid?
In a panic, I tried to return to the Cougar, get it back up to speed to return to my own time. But it was gone, NASA scientists presumably having been alerted about the immense amount of storage within the micro-SD card I had lying in the cupholder. Dr. Whatever was surely going to be surprised as soon as he figured out how to reverse-engineer the PNG file format and get a face full of the Subaru fetish porn I had left on it.
I slunk back to my desk, defeated. My boss was standing there. He asked me why in my latest spec sheets I accidentally wrote “President Trump.”