Glenn Beck has lost his voice, but while he can't make a sound, the net result was a louder America, due to a nation of rapt listeners weeping and wailing about lost insights and insults. There's a silver lining, though, as Beck's silence functioned as sensory-deprivation therapy, motivating him to dig deep and express through note cards what he's been too scared to say.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
Ignore the hype. Find out how these games will likely go right or wrong.
You have summoned him and now he is here!