November 4, 1988: John Carpenter's THEY LIVE is released.
November 4, 1924: Election Day in the Washington, D.C. area, voters line up to be handed ballots as a poll-watching policeman stands by.
UK #1 on this day in 1977: ABBA - The Name Of The Game
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Marcia Marcia Marcia!!!
Didn't age very well, as now Morello is the angry elf of BlackRock.
Once upon election dreary
While we waited, disaster fearing
Watching every poll or tiny clue.
While we anguished nerves near snapping,
Suddenly, there came a rapping,
Rat-a-tatta-tat-tat-tapping,
Tapping at my home's front door.
"Who's there?" I said, mind filled with dread,
As thoughts of villains filled my head,
Or even worse, some evil Fed,
Pounding on my home's front door.
"What do you want?" I finally screamed.
"Is this about that silly meme?"
"My shiny new AR-15?"
"Lying on my office floor?"
Cautiously I looked outside,
From my Ring, no one could hide,
But there was no one in sight,
Just a little squirrel outside my door.
"Hey there, little furry guy!"
"What do you need? Some apple pie?"
But he just quietly walked by,
Walked straight through my open door.
He hopped upon my office desk,
Which honestly is quite a mess,
And on my keyboard came to rest,
Turned to me as if to say some more.
"I had a life as good as you,
Warm home, good food, not in a zoo.
And then someone, mean through and through,
Decided that I must be put to death."
"She called the governmental drones,
and had them raid our peaceful home.
They drove us off somewhere alone,
and killed me and my buddy raccoon Fred."
"My little friend, that is so sad,
Is there no justice to be had?
Can we not punish these so bad?
Somehow maybe even up the score?"
Quoth the Peanut: "Nevermore"
Vger seeks the Creator...
Voyager 1 Just Phoned Home
Good night... Big day tomorrow.
One of the most dangerous trends of our times is making the truth socially unacceptable, or even illegal, with "hate speech" laws. — Thomas Sowell