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| Here's my theory. The more time a person spends in fluorescent
lighting, the more likely that person is to go utterly mad. They have fluorescent
lighting in post offices. Voila! Postal workers going postal. They have
fluorescent lighting in public schools. Voila! School shootings in the news.
Coincidence? I think not. It's a deadly combination. First, the mind-numbing whine. Sometimes you don't even know why you feel like throttling your neighbor, and then the lights go out. Blessed silence. Relief. Happiness. Second, there's the evil green aura. You feel like you're at least respectable looking, and then you glance in a mirror. Raccoon eyes, yellow teeth, a jaundiced hue. You feel in perfect health, but someone asks if you're ill. Worse is when you feel in perfect health, then look at yourself and literally become ill. (Okay. Maybe I shouldn't blame that all on the lights. But I guarantee the blasted things don't help.) It's time we take a stand as a nation. No more fluorescence. We need incandescence.
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