Microkhan by Brendan I. Koerner

Kenya, Continued

December 16th, 2009 · No Comments

Still plugging away on the Kenya piece for Wired, so few if any deep thoughts this afternoon. Fortunately, The Tubes provide us with a quick and easy way to keep the Microkhan mojo going—namely, the priceless ad above for C-3PO cereal. This breakfast treat not only further lined George Lucas’s burgeoning pockets with cash; it also inspired one of the most touching paeans we’ve ever encountered. To wit:

I thought I’d feel the same about my miraculously located box of C-3P0’s as I did as a child, but I don’t. I can look into it, figuratively transform it into a crystal ball and remember things I otherwise never would’ve remembered, but no, it’s not the same. Might have something to do with how much I’ve changed, and how my priorities have changed, or maybe it’s just because I can’t eat it. I’ve taken away one lesson, small as it may be, and consider learning it well worth the eighty-five thousand dollars I spent to get old cereal.

It’s okay to pretend. I’m not hurting anybody.

C-3PO didn’t only want to fill you with essential vitamins and minerals shortly after dawn; he also wanted you to give up the Pall Malls.


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