they got this studio out in the desert…in Nevada…New Mexico…hell…maybe Utah…you know those Mormons could be involved, the old man wiped speckled white gravy off his BUILT FORD TOUGH tee-shirt…mumbled, Son-of-a-bitch, to himself..
dunked a napkin in ice water a second time…

that’s where they filmed that Moon landing at…somewhere out there…in the desert, took a swig of coffee…wiped his paunch again…

you’ll never beat the government…hell…they know all the tricks…have for years…no gettin’ ’round that, a George Jones song played in the background…

and then they went and made this colored boy in charge of everything…well…he thinks he’s in charge…he ain’t in charge o’ nothin’…

hell…I’m surprised they let that boy live after all he was tryin’ to do… all that anti-American talk, wiped his thin lips, He could wind-up out in the desert too if he don’t watch it…it ain’t too late you know…

the old man took a bite of egg and gravy…adding a bit of biscuit to a full mouth…looked around him at  tables….a burning fireplace…old picture ads for Mountain Dew…

yea…out in that desert is where they do all these things, he paused…opened a package of cream…

You ever listen to Art Bell?….