Day 35. 84 pages, 41,330 words.
Here’s one for the Arnold fans.
I know you’re out there.
Yeah, I think this is actually what it says on the box. Enter a competition, go to the US, drive around with Arnold crushing shit in a tank.
It is at once the most spectacularly stupid and immature thing I think I have ever seen (and I say this as the father of a slightly over-active four-year-old), and also completely amazing and I would have been very tempted to enter, just for the sheer simplistic joy of it, if the whole thing hadn’t been over about a year ago.
One wonders how this man ever rose to a position of authority, elected by the people and for the people. And then one wonders, how could he not? How did he ever manage to mess up something for which he is clearly so suited – the captivation and delighting of USians?
It’s a paradox.