Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax

I don't think I have anything to say about this topic. I think it was not meant for me. The title throws me; G-Men Detective? Shouldn't it be G-Man Detective? Or G-Men Detectives? I know a G-Man is short for "government man." (Though there is a gay magazine called G-Men, I think.) Is he detecting government men, or is he a government man detecting other people? I don't know. This is not meant for me, because I have no imagination. I don't think the guy is in a radiation suit, since his hands are bare. Wouldn't do too much good, right? And which one is the detective? "Death on the Runways" makes me think of the obvious. It's on an airport runway. The guys in the background are shooting some strange laser weapons at something; I'd guess it's an airplane. So this is some sort of retro-futuristic thing. Not sure what's going on there. Maybe the guy is supposed to be in a radiation suit; what else would it be? Some sort of space suit? Are they from space? Maybe it's a space shuttle runway. I dunno. I also like William O'Sullivan, the guy who wrote the story, because he kept the "O" on his name (once upon a time, the "O" was attached to my last name, until it was more suitably westernized long before I was born; the "O" means "grandson of"). Also it seems to say "British Edition" in the upper left corner; what's that about? What would need to be different? Some British slang maybe.

That's really all I can think of. But on the bright side, I've set the bar suitably low for everyone else's responses.

UPDATE: Jen, you have a much better imagination than I. I don't want to say I have absolutely no imagination; I think I do sometimes. I fear I'm going to be embarrassed because this topic will be better received by everyone else, since I think everyone else here has a better imagination. I guess I could look at this picture and make something up; I took it seriously when you said to write my post first. I wasn't sure what you were looking for. And then I read your post. So I'll try again. Here goes.

The men are from space; they established a colony on Mars. They came back to take more people with them. That's why they are in space suits. The G-Man Detective is trying to stop them; he was investigating the strange disappearances of people and uncovered their plan. Maybe they are taking people back to populate their species, trying to create a more perfect human race. And leaving Earth to rot; and even draining some of their resources/money/etc. And ruling them from afar; trying to meddle in their affairs and influence Earth, especially trying to keep people from progressing/evolving and particularly from venturing outward and discovering their presence on Mars. G-Man Detective wants to uncover their plot and stop them from disappearing people and from creating a master race to rule Earth from afar. How's that? Doesn't really jibe with "Death on the Runways." Damn. Well that's as good as I got.

5 comments:

Stephanie said...

Don't worry Nick, I'm quite thrown by the topic myself. Thankfully, I'm have until Thursday to try to come up with something good.

Nick said...

Oh, well I just updated mine with a story I made up from the picture. *sigh* I really have no imagination! I think I have good and eclectic tastes and I think I have decent tastes when I comes to movies and music, etc., but I have no real imagination. I'm not sure I ever did. Maybe that's why I don't do poetry or artwork or writing of any kind.

Caitlin said...

You know, it's funny you should mention imagination and lacking it: I lack imagination. At least I lack the imagination it takes to make me a "creative" sort of person. It was always such a let down (for me and for my art teachers, etc) that I could technically "draw" or paint or whatever was required, but I had absolutely no inspiration whatsoever. Absolutely none. My best piece ever was a sketch of a big, German pretzel. I did it because the teacher came to class with a big bag of them and made everyone sketch them (this was in Germany, no surprise). I think if I could have conceived of sketching a pretzel on my OWN I would be onto something. But no. I suck.

Now repeat that same story with writing poetry or composing four-part harmonies in music theory class. (Writing poetry or songs about pretzels I could do, if asked. Anything else is utterly beyond my capabilities.)

And I wouldn't be able to write about G-Men from Mars either. No offense, Jen.

Jen said...

Woah, I thought this would be fun, not cause embarrassment and anxiety!

What you wrote was exactly appropriate, Nick! You came up with a lot of valid questions and formed a hypothesis of what's happening based on what you knew... perfect! and I love the Mars connection.

DCP said...

Well, I think you have imagination, Nick. I didn't even try to figure out what the picture was supposed to be about.