I’ve said it before: Science fiction fans, “graphic novel” readers and computer games rarely amount to anything, despite (or because of) the man-hours they waste fantasizing about heroic adventures.
You’d think with all that non-stop inspiration, these “men” would be resourceful, honorable, accomplished individuals.
They aren’t, of course. Their brains are crammed with useless information about plastic toys and make believe aircraft.
They’ve never watched a movie older than Star Wars and don’t read books that aren’t franchise tie-ins.
They think old Twilight Zone plots are profound. They cultivate narcissistic food-related affectations and other neurotic First World “problems.”
They’re boors and they’re bores.
And everyone reading this knows at least one of these “kids.” They are legion.
“Men” like this are funny and cute in movies like The 40-Year-Old Virgin.
In real life, these lazy, unambitious, cowardly boys — I call them “unmanned drones” — are a threat to national security and America’s future — one that may only be altered if we rediscover America’s past.