Saturday Night Enterprise

Saturday here on the holodeck Jiminy Cricket dances around to keep baser instincts in check theoretical ethical dilemmas abound. The holodeck is like dream time capable of desires and fantasies events both horrifying and sublime played out, life across the galaxies. An actor on a stage of possibility can play the part of hero or villain dastardly or the epitome of civility darker motifs behind curtain hidden. Which, to be or not to be, selected choose, and get into character to portray. Is the actor the character, or unaffected by the actions of the part that he plays? Is it harmless release to play it "bad" and too, is it no value to play the "good". Was Hamlet's character really raving mad, or the sheriff far worse than Robin Hood? All the world's a stage, us merely players might go beyond the cornered universe to philosophers, hucksters, soothsayers all who purport good to bad and obverse. The doors to the holodeck close "shwoosh" and our man by the door gives a nod tonight's experience might be an ambush or tomorrow's wizened connecting rod. Life's lyrics still sing melodious tunes for singers, actors, and audience to decide Jiminy with umbrella and hat, so croons "Always Let Your Conscience Be Your Guide." © Goode Guy 2011-06-08 tweeeeeeeeeeet...all hands report to the holodeck!