The clear and present threat of an alien arachnid attack on earth seems reason enough for me to come out of the shadows and start blogging once again. Yes, I’ve remained silent on this issue long enough, and if the human race is to have any hope of survival, we’ll need to learn from our mistakes and have our voices heard.
I recently picked up Starship Troopers by Robert A. Heinlein… a controversial book from the late 1950’s that describes the intense indoctrination and training of a ruthless army — an army so desensitized to personal suffering that only they can take on the giant, spaceship-building spiders from space. The novel was, for many years, critisized for “glorifying the military and war”, and there was some debate over Heinlein’s personal political views. A line in the book says:
“…the noblest fate that a man can endure is to place his own mortal body between his loved home and war’s desolation…”
Of course that’s all well and good when the desolation of war is on another planet, in a galaxy far, far away. But when it’s in your city streets, parliament buildings, cafes and workplaces… then there really is nothing standing between us and them. We are all equally susceptible to the long arachnid reach of the goddamn bugs.
This brings me to the movie — that wonderful cinematic adaptation of Heinlein’s book that I could watch again and again… not solely for the co-ed shower scene (awesome as it is), but for this classic, terrific, perfect line — probably the best line ever delivered in a movie…
Yes, the goddamn bugs whacked us, Johnny. A call to arms for us all.