I saw once that Stephen King had bought a radio station in Bangor just to play music he liked. Which is, of course, fantastic, but for that it was probably all Warren Zevon and The Band and America and other "genuine" acts [now that I think, this reminds me of how, in the first printing of his story "The Monkey," one of the kids in the story is reading an issue of CREEM with a feature on Styx (!), but when the story was compiled in Skeleton Crew the band had been updated to a more-modern-for-the-times-but-odd-given-that-it's-CREEM Culture Club (!!), who at the time of the collection's publication (1985) were already foundering badly...I need to go to Borders at lunch and see if the latest edition says Panic! at the Disco or something...what was I saying?] all the time.
This is a roundabout way of working up to saying that a grassroots movement needs to spring up to make TBS or the like show Poltergeist non-stop every Labor Day weekend. The way they do with A Christmas Story. We have a month to get this going!
Don't you want to know that at any time on the last official weekend of summer you can flip to Poltergeist? Of COURSE you do! 10 am Saturday: the kid's getting eaten by the tree. 2 am Sunday: JoBeth Williams and the scientist lady are having their quiet heart-to-heart! Monday (Labor Day proper!), 11:53 am, the house is crumpling in on itself and drifting away to a preCGI-tastic blip of light, and you, lucky dog, are safe in the knowledge that the whole thing will start over again in seven minutes!
Get on it, America!
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