Setting: Smallville. Living room. Watching the 24-hour news cycle.
Mom: Did you hear that story?
Vahl: Yeah. Terrible.
Mom: Escambia County … is that near here?
Vahl: Uh … no.
Mom: It's nearby?
Vahl: Uh … no. Not close.
Mom: And they had five adopted children.
Vahl: Really? They were killed, too?
Mom: Can you believe the married couple was killed?
Vahl: Right. I'm asking if the children are okay or not.
Mom: They adopted 12 children.
Can you believe it? Terrible.
Vahl: … What happened to the, uh, children?
Mom: Huh? Oh. I don't know. They don't say.
Here is a recent song that has the great “Hey!” background vocals that has appeared in many rap/dance songs:
When asked whether people would call the Sears Tower the Willis Tower (someone bought the naming rights) a passerby said, "No" and laughed nervously. I wonder what the source of that nervousness was … I mean, it IS the Willis Tower. People will start calling it that eventually. Change is coming! A company with big bucks has changed the name of an iconic building! Nothing is sacred. That passerby is powerless to stop the change. Welcome to the soft version of 1984.