Regular readers--both of you!--may have noticed an unusually long silence around these parts. That's mostly thanks to the new puppy, who is full of energy and demands a lot of attention. And there are various responsibilities that go with owning a home--for some reason, people actually expect you to keep your lawn trimmed--and what with one thing and another, I haven't had a whole lot of time.
But hey, in the interest of providing the bare minimum of what could acceptably be termed "entertainment," I offer a clip from the most painfully earnest drive-in movie of all time, Billy Jack. This clip pretty much sums up the movie itself: a whole lot of speechifying, followed by some ass-kicking to keep us all awake. Pay special attention to Tom Laughlin's amazing performance in his seemingly endless diatribe. Not even Shatner himself could manage to overact so outrageously while attempting to underplay. Kudos, sir!