A Cheerful little show called Battlestar Galactica

Watched a cheery little show last night, nothing much, a silly science fiction show.

Of Shakespearian proportions; with the Admiral as King Lear, his son Apollo as Hamlet, the President as Lady Macbeth.

Copious amounts of alcoholic rages and stupor.

Of hugging and tears -- and that's just the men.

Steely eyes and clenched jaws -- and that's just the women.

Ex-spouses get offed on a regular basis.

I may not understand all the 13 Tribes mumbo jumbo, but I love the histrionics.

Stay tuned next week, when the actor who formerly played Apollo becomes King Richard the Third or something.




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You're a Cylon, I'm a Cylon, we're All Cylons! Hate your neighbor as yourself......