Sleep Is Death Lite
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May / June 2004
Jeff Kay Crimewave
Don't even get me started on dreams. When somebody starts a
sentence with, 'Oh man, I had the weirdest dream last night,' I
head for the exit. Thank you for your desire to share, but the
bizarre misfirings of your nocturnal brain waves frighten me. You
say you were playing darts in a jockstrap with Willie Mays and
Thomas Jefferson? Well, that's just excellent.
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My wife loves to sleep; she views it as a refuge. (She actually
looks forward to it, which I find slightly insulting.) I'm just the
opposite, of course. I put it off as long as possible, and curse
its talent for robbing me of one-third of my precious life. When I
finally give in to sleep's evil come-ons, it feels like defeat.
Why, if I had had an extra seven or eight hours per day, I could
rule the world. Or at least watch a shitload of television.
Throughout history, many visionaries have attempted to
circumvent sleep, including Thomas Edison and Seinfeld
Kramer, but, in general, we just accept it as a fact of life. What
we need is something that will allow us to stay awake all the time.
I seem to remember reading a piece on the Internet a while ago
about a half-assed military experiment along those lines. I'd be
interested in getting in on this deal-far way from the battlefield,
of course. It would be like having your weeks Super-Sized.
In the meantime, though, I guess I have no choice but to play
along and do my time atop the platform. I do so under protest,
however; I want that to be noted.
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