Just hear me out, ok?
I attended elementary school in the 60's. Yes, I am THAT old. And I remember one day while sitting on the jungle gym when somebody said that we were suppose to be having a nucular war attack that day. Now... being in elementary school I seriously believed her, even though I had no idea what nucular meant... or even how to spell it.
Then the same obviously more educated person than myself said that the actual ATTACK was not something to be feared... but the fallout itself... something about how there would be stuff falling from the sky.
And so, I remember looking up to the bright sky and closing my eyelids against the sun and and as I watched those particles floating down remember saying "I can see it!!!"... and feeling so smart. Have you ever done that?... and tried to focus on them? Because they are elusive.
Surely I am not alone here...
Anyway, only many years later did I realize that it was only eyeball residue I was seeing... but at the time I remember feeling really wow'd that I'd actually been able to actually witness the fallout and still be alive to tell about it.
And so what does this have to do with Clay Aiken? Seriously?... I have no idea. It's just one of those random things that struck me as the perfect analogy.
Because today?.. no matter how many times I try to shut my eyes against the sun... he's still there. Burned permanantly into my retinae...
Except this time I don't think I'm gonna survive...
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