I turn on the television. The opening theme of The Simpsons. Change channel.
We've secured an interview with a sydney drug dealer on condition of anonymity, and he says he's got some real hot tips for staying healthy this summer.
Wow, Sandra
click
a blurry figure counts backwards from ten, nine-
click
-philosophy and physics book so compelling, it's changing the world and possibly the entire universe. We speak with the author-
click
Soldiers run through a crowd of bored school children. One gets taken out by a sniper.
click.
A noise like static. Hundreds of numbers flashing on the screen at random. The noise noise the noise fills my head to bursting point and the numbers flash faster and faster like static the noise-
Cut to a man on a couch, seen from behind. He is watching television, like me. I raise my hand. So does he.
Now turn around.
See:
The cameraman's eyes are huge
He stares at me and starts to smile as I pass out...
...and come to. The end credits of The Simpsons. I feel like I've witnessed something important, but can't remember what it was. There is a knock at the door, and I let it slip my mind.
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