Well, the first thing I want to say, is... "Mandate," —my arse. Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters. Not even 26% of the American people. But 26% of the registered voters form a mandate ... Or a landslide ... 21% voted for Skippy and 3, 4% voted for somebody else. Who might have been running. But, oh yeah, I remember n this year that we have now declared. The year from Shogun to Reagan. I remember what I said about Reagan...meant it. Acted like an actor. Hollyweird Acted like a liberal. Acted like General Franco when he acted like-Governor of California. Then he acted like a Republican. Then he acted like somebody was going to vote for him for President. And now we act like 26% of the registered voters is actually a mandate. We're all actors in this I s'ppose. What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer to a consumer. And all consumers know, that when the producer names the tune, the consumer has got to dance. That's the way it is. We used to be a producer – very inflexible at that and now we are consumers and, finding it difficult to understand. Natural resources and minerals will change your world. The Arabs used to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources will control your world. This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan? They don't know if they want to be diplomats..? Or, continue the same policy of nuclear nightmare diplomacy? John Foster Dulles, ain't nothing but the name of an airport now. The idea concerns the fact that this country wants nostalgia. They want to go back as far as they can ... Even if it's only as far as last week. Not to face now or tomorrow, but to face backwards. And yesterday was the day of our cinema heroes riding to the rescue at the last possible moment. The day of the man in the white hat or the man on the white horse. Or the man who always came to save America at the last moment, someone always came to save America at the last moment. Especially in "B" movies. And when America found itself having a hard time facing the future, they looked for people like... John Wayne. But since John Wayne was no longer available, they settled, for Ronald Reagan. And it has placed us in a situation that we can only look at: Like a "B" movie. Come with us back to those inglorious days when heroes weren't zeros. Before 'fair' was square. When the Cavalry came straight away and all-American-men were like Hemingway. To the days of the wondrous "B" movie. The producer, under-written by all the millionaires necessary will be Casper, "The Defensive", Weinberger; No more animated choice is available. The director will be Attila the Haig, running around frantically declaring himself in control and in charge. The ultimate realization of the inmates taking over, at the asylum. The screenplay will be adapted from the book, called 'Voodoo Economics' by George 'Polka dot' Bush. Music by the Village People, the very military, mucho man. A theme song for sabre-rallying and selling wars door-to-door. Remember we're looking for the closest thing we can find to John Wayne. Cliches abound like kangaroos courtesy of some spaced out Marlin Perkins, a Reaganite contemporary. Cliches like; "itchy trigger finger" and "tall in the saddle". And "riding off or on into the sunset". Cliches like; "get off of my planet by sundown". More so than cliches like; "he died with his boots on". Marine tough, the man is, Bogart tough, the man is, Cagney tough, the man is. Hollywood tough, the man is, cheap steak tough. And Bonzo's substantial. The ultimate in synthetic selling: A Madison Avenue masterpiece, a miracle, a cotton-candy politician. Presto. Macho. Macho, macho man. Put your orders in America. And quick as Kodak, your leaders duplicate with the accent being on the dupe.Cause all of a sudden we have fallen prey to selective amnesia, remembering what we want to remember, and forgetting what we choose to forget, all of a sudden, the man who called for a blood-bath on our college campuses. Is supposed to be Dudley "God-damn Do-Right?" "You go give them Liberals Hell Ronnie". That was the mandate, to the new 'Captain Bly', on the new ship of fools. It was doubtlessly based on his chameleon performance of the past, as a liberal democrat, as the head of the Studio Actor's Guild. When other celluloid saviours were cringing in terror from McCarthy; Ron stood tall. It goes all the way back from Hollywood to hillbilly. From liberal to libellous. From 'Bonzo' to 'Birch idol', born again, civil rights, women's rights, gay rights ...it's all wrong. Call in the Cavalry to disrupt this perception of freed gone wild. God damn it, first one wants freedom, then the whole damn world wants freedom. Nostalgia, that's what we want, the good ole days. When we gave'em Hell. When the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with it. To a time when movies were in black and white. And so was everything else. Even if we go back to the campaign trail. Before six-gun. Ron shot off his face and developed hoof-in-mouth. Before the free press went down before full-court press. And were reluctant to review the menu. Because they knew the only thing available was Crow Lon Chaney, our Man of a Thousand Faces. No match for Ron, Doug Henning does the make-up, special effects from Grecian Formula-16 and Crazy Glue Transportation furnished by the David Rockefeller Of Remote Control Company. Their slogan is, "Why wait for 1984? You can panic now and avoid the rush." So much for the good news... As Wall Street goes, so goes the Nation. And here's a look at the closing numbers ... Racism's up, Human Rights are down Peace is shaky, war items are hot, The House claims all ties. Jobs are down, money is scarce. And common sense is at an all-time low with heavy trading. Movies were looking better than ever and now no one is looking because. We're starring in a "B" movie. And we would rather have John Wayne... We would rather have John Wayne. You don't need to be in no hurry. You ain't never really got to worry. And you don't need to check on how you feel. Just keep repeating that none of this is real. And if you're sensing, that something's wrong. Well, just remember, that it won't be too long. Before the director cuts the scene. Yeah, this ain't really your life. Ain't really your life. Ain't really ain't nothing but a movie. This ain't really your life. Ain't really your life. Ain't really ain't nothing but a movie.