Ever since LeBron left, the only thing significant about Cleveland,
we can all agree, is the Case Western-Reserve University Science-Fiction
Marathon, a customary kickoff to the winter-spring series of the CWRU Film
Society.
If you are reading this now...you missed it. It was over
months ago. And you probably couldn't have gone anyway. The CWRU Sci-Fi
Marathon, for reasons only known to the evil secret society that assures
everything in Cleveland goes wrong,
happens in mid-January: bitter cold, blizzards, icebergs, glaciers, your
severance-pay money running out from your job layoff at Thanksgiving, and the
trail end of your bout of food poisoning from Christmas dinner.
Yes, you've missed out on the CWRU Sci Fi Marathon. But I
like using that line about LeBron.
And I also like to call attention to something truly
frightening. Many years ago a similar science-fiction marathon in Columbus
would take place exactly a week after the grueling CWRU sci-fl and fantasy
endurance test. I actually heard that hardcore devotees would undergo the CWRU
marathon, spend a few days recovering, then go downstate and do it all again
the subsequent weekend.
This was when Clinton
was in the White House. We all had things better then.

