Random commentary and senseless acts of blogging.
The first Republican president once said, "While the people retain their virtue and their vigilance, no administration by any extreme of wickedness or folly can seriously injure the government in the short space of four years." If Mr. Lincoln could see what's happened in these last three-and-a-half years, he might hedge a little on that statement.
Prisoners of Azkaban
Tuesday, November 05, 2002
The Pain, The Pain
Blithering bloggers and ridiculous readers alike will join me in mourning the death of Jonathan Harris, who died from a blood clot only a few days shy of his 88th birthday.
Harris played many roles in a long career, but will forever be the notorious Dr Zachary Smith, saboteur, sniveler, coward, and all around bad guy who stranded the Robinson family in space and pestered them through all their travels.
I never missed Lost In Space as a child. Lost In Space is not a pleasure that ages well. An adult may enjoy it for the utterly 60s atmosphere of the supposedly futuristic adventures and the occasional campy smile, but can't help noticing that it isn't really very good. But part of the sad sweetness of childhood pleasures is that they can't be re-experienced as an adult. I'll never again sit on pins and needles struggling to will into the TV set a warning to my childhood hero Will Robinson that Dr Smith can't be trusted, but I can still remember, at least a little, how passionately I once did. And the passion came in large part because Harris created Dr Smith as a wonderful villain, a man you could truly love to hate, yet one who would never understand why you didn't love him as much as he loved himself.