Couldn't Call It Unexpected

 

Couldn’t Call It Unexpected

Kevin Scampoli

A story of untapped potential for the human race
as told through the death of three dreamers.

 

There hasn’t been much emphasis on 'time' in the world without constant reminders on the radio and television. The lack of deadlines and the loss of nearly all cell phone service doesn’t help, either. There is a group going by the name of “I’m Et!” (‘Time’ spelt backwards, pronounced “I’m It!”) that has decided to destroy man’s idea of ‘time’ all together. There were a number of demonstrations across the country at which hundreds of people, dressed in bright yellow jumpsuits, would burn and destroy thousands of analog clocks chanting “HELLO – GOOD BYE – WITHOUT THE CONSENT OF TIME!“ over and over. It makes for a beautiful performance. Their displays and signs were actually made using digital projection clocks, a lot of which stolen from the bedrooms of children. I saw one of the yellow suits once, an older lady, carrying a Batman clock rigged to write “TIME – CRIME – CHRISTMAS TIME” on a piece of poster board. It was one of the oddest and laziest rhymes I’ve ever read. Despite that experience, I look at them as a smart group… I could never turn the red LED light on a digital clock into a blinking “I’M NOT A SLAVE TO TIME” announcement. The other side is attempting to make a good quick buck out of this, gathering and stealing what analog clocks can be salvaged, selling them on the roadside to anybody who will make eye contact. At least capitalism and sincerity aren’t fully lost.