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Friday, May 11
Bella Luna
So, I was watching National Geographic's Moon Mysteries Investigated this afternoon, hoping it'd be another one of those conspiracy-theory documentaries about how the whole world has been fooled by the Secret Service for centuries or something to that effect - but I was sadly let down. Do I really want to know that the moon is moving 4cm away from Earth every year and will one day spiral out into oblivion? No, I can't say I do.
Yali and I have come across some highly implausible and very questionable theories in our time - somehow, late afternoon TV (read: junk) always managed to catch us when we were in Sec3 - like how there are weird cryptozoologic beings called Rods flying around the earth which we can't see because they're flying too fast; like the only sinister explanations for crop circles being huge and deadly precise machines that have not yet been invented by man; and like how (as I was counting on Moon Mysteries Investigated to be) Man never really landed on the Moon and NASA was playing a huge joke on all of us in their blue-screen studios.
I like to think, after watching one of these shows, that I'm in on a secret that the rest of mankind is oblivious to (unless of course, they watch daytime television as well) - so assuming the fact that the moon's largest crater is 1100miles wide in diameter isn't the best of secrets, you really can't blame me for being disappointed. Hell, everyone loves a good conspiracy.
No, Jose Mourinho, I said good.