Right after the end of the USSR, when we were still discovering the world of TV commercials, there was this one TV channel that everybody watched. We only had 3 or 4 channels back then, and this one was called “channel #1.” So everybody watched.
One day there was this commercial where there was a black screen and a sombre voice said, “The day will come.” And that was it. Nothing else.
[And yes, I told this story before, I’m not senile. But it was a long time ago, and the story is perfect for this moment in time. Please see the title of the post.]
So it went on for weeks. Everybody was fascinated. What does it mean? What’s being advertised?
Finally, the commercial changed. The screen was still black but now the voice said, “The day will come when I will say everything.”
And that was it.
Rumors were running crazy. People were making all sorts of conjectures. Is it a political statement? Should we prepare for a coup? It was nerve-racking.
The next installment of the commercial appeared a few weeks later.
“The day will come when I will say everything I think about this matter,” announced the now familiar voice.
We spent the next few weeks on pins and needles. The mysterious voice had information! Probably something really important! We were glued to our screens. Forget the favorite shows! We were desperate for a commercial break.
And then the day of the final revelation came.
“Now I’m ready to say this!” the happy voice announced. “The new branch of our bank will open for regular service on Monday through Friday…”
That was the last time that the poor post-Soviet dupes believed TV commercials.
So everything that’s going on with Sydney Powell and the lawsuits – I’ve seen that commercial before.