Removing the odd shaped flask from his mouth, Lasetter muttered to no one in particular while gazing at the glowing seal in the murky water below…
“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to elect idiots who fight over it centuries later. You hear me! You hear me!” He was screaming at the clouds now, in total meltdown mode.
“Yeah, I updated this famous quote by a guy named George Santayana. Uh…that’s not Santana the guitar player from Mexico…that’s another guy with a name that sounds similar…a writer…oh f*ck it, google him! Google him! Doesn’t anybody read anymore! Nothing makes sense! What’s happening?!”
…and then he passed out.