|LJ Tributes: The Horatio #1
||[Apr. 21st, 2008|01:45 pm]
Time for a mental change up between bouts of outrage mining, so I'll indulge the latest form of LiveJournal peer appreciation: The Horatio.|
Miami - home of high fashion but also a large number of conferences. The CSI squad has been called out to the latter, less glamorous option, specifically the hotel room of Thomas Friedman. He was scheduled to speak at a symposium entitled "Global Economics - Still Valid Even In Crisis". Now he's dead.
As CSI commander sabotabby enters, everyone is picking through a remarkable amount of carnage and chaos.
"This is a very busy crime scene," she observes to Eric Delko.
"It's really bizarre ST," responds Delko, "There's an entire meth lab in here and even some product. I can't imagine how Friedman snuck this stuff in, let alone had the time to cook it up."
"Obviously this wasn't a one man operation," she replies, "but he can't explain it, can he?"
She walks over to Dr. Alexx Woods, who is kneeling by the corpse, which sits in a pile of gooey liquid.
Dr. Woods looks up, "Hey ST," she says, "Whoever killed Friedman really hated him. They crammed a tube up his rectum and poured phosphorus acid and pseudoephedrine into it. He corroded from the inside while they stood on his limbs."
The scene cuts to a computer generated close up of this event. It's grotesque.
Alexx continues, "This is nasty. How could a famous scholar get mixed up with something like this?"
"I don't know," says sabotabby, "But it looks like the means of production finally got him in the end. Someone has taken free trade too far, and we" she puts on her sunglasses, "are going to flatten their world."
Roger Daltrey yells YEEAAAH! as the opening credits start.
More Horatios to follow in the next few days.
2008-04-21 07:34 pm (UTC)
my complete approval
Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire.