Last night I had a dream about GL. In the dream, I started out by going to some event where he would be having a panel discussion, or a talk or something. So, I went there with the full intention of melting the paint in the room with a tirade about ruining a chunk of my childhood, he's a suck ass director, the works.
Anyway, I don't get a chance to in the talk, however afterwards, I'm talking to him telling him he's the greatest director and filmmaker in the world, he's just really misunderstood, the PT is better than the original, the people don't "get it", the original trilogy doesn't exist anymore...like the misunderstood Soup Nazi in Seinfeld. Next thing I know I'm working for him as his official spokesman defending him on the internet and stuff. Then I woke up. Thought I turned into that little sycophant bitch Kevin Smith for a second there.
Pretty scary, huh? Was figuring he had some type of mind control power, like on South Park and the Earth Day Brainwashing Festival, and the guys who keep waving their hands, hypnotizing the kids saying "It's all the Republicans' fault. They're poisoning the Earth"....blah blah blah blah...