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I didn't think Max Headroom: 20 Minutes into the Future would become a How-To Book.
The Networks:
The Populace:
Except instead of cool post-future glitz, we're getting Honey Boo Boo and other fine things. At a local Vintage airshow I attended, they were throwing out little parachutes with Chik Fil A meal tickets attached. The horrifying roar as every attendee started running for their free food was deafening, and the ensuing mob knocked everything over in its path.
This can't be the future, can it?
We're all getting older, and this shiat's not funny anymore.
