Edgar Friendly: You see, according to Cocteau’s plan I’m the enemy, ’cause I like to think; I like to read. I’m into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I’m the kind of guy likes to sit in a greasy spoon and wonder – “Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?” I WANT high cholesterol. I wanna eat bacon and butter and BUCKETS of cheese, okay? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets naked with green Jell-o all over my body reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to, okay, pal? I’ve SEEN the future. Do you know what it is? It’s a 47-year-old virgin sitting around in his beige pajamas, drinking a banana-broccoli shake, singing “I’m an Oscar Meyer Wiener”. (From the movie Demolation Man)
Wanted to do a little something original today, but due to some family commitments, which I gladly embrace, I did not have the time to write a short piece about space and our need to control some. But rest assured I did not want to leave you all with nothing, so here is a great little segment, delivered by the great Dennis Leary in the Sylvester Stallone movie, if you have not seen it here is a clip to the same scene, no real set up needed.
Categories: Movie Speeches