Fat man's Menace: Episode Dumb

I remember seeing Star Wars when I was five or six, being absolutely entranced, and playing a lot of space war games with my friends afterwards. My memories of my first viewing of the second two movies are more vague. I never caught the Star Wars fever the way some did and viewed the announcement of the fourth movie with a fairly cynical eye. Having not yet seen it (sometime later when the great wank tide recedes back into their dens of rank semen reeking arrested adolescence), I'm not a bit surprised that most reaction to it has been negative, not that lukewarm critical response has done a thing against the box office receipts (proving that Hollywood has reduced insulting us to a virtual science). I already knew it was going to stink based on the most minimal and obvious information available to anyone.
Consider:

1. "Return of the Jedi" was the worst of the original three. Bad Vuggum.
2. George Lucas is now a billionairre. Anybody who holds that distinction is no longer a part of the human race at large. Acquiring a billion dollars or more involves the total application of oneself to money, no matter what it takes, (and it always takes some serious fucking of other people) and once a person chooses to go down that road he can never turn back. Like all billionaires, Lucas can put on a good show of acting human but he's just another canker on the ass of the masses.
3. It fits in with the general tone of the closing of the second Christian millennium in America. Mainstream (and the majority of "Alternative") America has about as much art and creativity left in it as a shit sandwich at this point, and nothing is going to save this from being a stupid, boring, shit sandwich of a millennium. A crappy money-machine Star Wars sequel fits perfectly on the path towards our coming fecal apotheosis.