Prologue

[Narrator – Jacques Wilson]
This is the story of why Dorothy began her search for the wonderful Wozard of Iz — Or somewhere over white rainbow

Dorothy: Locked in to one suburban acre of negative vibrations

Boxed in with a pair of authority symbols!
A hypnotized aunt, and a mesmerized uncle
Who had turned life off and turned the television set ON
And ON
And ON
And ON

Mass media presents the news!
RIOTS! RIOTS! RIOTS!, says the Scared Crow
Berkley, Columbia, De Gaulle De Gaulle, Peace Murder!, says the Scared Crow
Muhammad Ali, Sonny Liston, New York Mets, [?], Humphreys, High-level low, [?]!, says the Scared Crow

Masked media take off your mask, we want to see your face
God is dead!, says the Scared Crow. Death is a lie! Mass media your mask is in a sling

TV or not TV that is the question. Whether it is nobler to suffer the lies and promises of outrageous pitchmen or to slit your throat with an electroplated stainless steel blade?, says the In-man
Chuckles this season, says the In-man
Snickers this season, giggles this season, ‘hahas’ and ‘teehees’ this season, [?] this season, says the In-man. It’s all there on the laugh track!

It’s funny that Dino drinks. Isn’t it funny that Dino drinks?
Isn’t it very funny that Dino Drinks?
Isn’t it funny?

That’s entertainment baby!, says the Lyin’ Coward
How can I kill thee? Let me count the ways
A Colt .45? .38?! Stiletto?! Machete?!
Under the wheels of a moving train?!
Out of a penthouse window?!
A karate chop above the lip?!
Below the lip?!
Ice pick in eye?!
Toothpick in tooth?!
That’s entertainment!, says the Lyin’ Coward
That’s where the body is buried
After it’s tortured