How about the fact that I travelled back in time and handed Alois Hitler a FREE condom nine months prior to April 20th, 1889? Epic fail! Unfortunately.his appendage was too small to stay covered for the crucial moment (as it turns out that unfortunate disability runs in that family). Finding out the Japanese plans for Pearl Harbor on December 6th?.not even close. Knowledge of what Brutus has planned for Julius Caesar at the forum?.hmmm.nope. I was trying to think of something in the history of mankind that is a bigger secret. Recently appointed Sheriff Ethan Burke is carrying the granddaddy of all secrets. So the only way to keep a secret is to tell NO ONE. They swear that person to secrecy, and so on and so on until everyone you. This powerful urge, maybe with some help from some uninhibiting wine or soul exploding sex, will eventually gain the upper hand, and those locked away words will spill. You can swear someone to secrecy, but the same itch, the same need to tell someone that compelled you to tell them, is whispering to them from the corners of their brain. In the end, most of us end up telling somebody. As a species we aren’t really good at keeping secrets, even those rattling skeletons that could prove detrimental to our lives. We all have secrets we carry around with us. For every perfect little town, there’s something ugly underneath. Perfection all the time would drive them mad.
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