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And lo, in this the 40th year of our planetary misfortune, there did come upon us a great infamy—roller-skating teens (and one to puberty not yet arrived), sprung from the loins of Rollerball and Max the Mad, of Jack Arnold's Space Children and others as misbegotten and forlorn—and they did aspire to save us from the Great Dehydration and the scenery-chewing excesses of the insufferable Jordan, Richard of forename, upon whom one can only wish the ignominy of Tubeland and the recycled memories of Nazi impersonators past. But unto these violators of our mythic spaces we must make brave to say, begone!—ye Jami Gertz of savory countenance and unsavory performance; ye Jason Patric, junior hunkoid, and others of like mien; ye Lukas Haas, perpetually beaming, beatific child—away, away with all of you and your sorry master, director Alan Johnson, whose every prospect for future employment in this darkling realm of TV pilot failure must be waning by the hour.

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