I am a fan of the Twilight Zone, the abundance of stories with monsters, creatures and the most bizarre environments have always added fuel to my already hungry imagination. But for me, the scariest of invented monsters where never the ones from alien worlds or those lurking under the bed or in that dark corner of the closet; the real creatures to worry about were made of flesh and blood. One of my favorite Twilight Zones, is called “It’s a Good Life”. It aired in 1961, I was 12 years old, but even then the possibility of ANYONE having the kind of powers as the character in this story had, scared me then and frightens me now:
This is a portrayal of a nightmare. It's one of those things where you hope you'll wake up. It's about an entire community that has been taken over by a child brat who is totally self centered and sociopathic. He probably doesn't realize the error of his ways. Any effort to educate him would result in being "sent to the cornfield." This is a state of limbo. When your adversary has no conscience, he cannot be approached in a rational way. This story is about fear. Not only are the people under constant threat, the world the boy is creating is one that is becoming bleak and vacuous. We never know if he has the power to bring things back, but it appears not. We know at some point he will be all that is left.
Currently all I witness is a sociopath, self centered not sitting in a farmhouse, but a brat in the Oval Office. He has conveniently controlled any conscience still left in the bodies and minds of the Republican Party leadership, and with the assistance of Putin and I am certain plenty of dossiers of juicy blackmail, is ablate keep his gaggle of GOP’ers in constant threat, willing to make the world in which we live, in which I live nothing but bleak. In the Twilight Zone episode, of “It’s a Good Life”, no one dares tell the young brat he is wrong, ruinous, and ridiculous, for fear they will be sent to some unknown void. In the current episode of our 2017 version of the Twilight Zone, Republican men and women of Congress are more concerned about their own pettiness, and self importance, being as amenable to the monster named Trump, as the characters behave in “It’s a Good Life”. For me, the biggest fear in the world are not the monsters brought to life by writers, but human beings born without souls!
