Real World
Will you live in the real or a pretend world in 2024? Choice is yours. The Silver Chair’s Queen connived to convince Pole, Scrubb, and Puddleglum that her drab, dingy dungeon was the real world. Feasts, forests, fauns, even Aslan himself were only imaginary imitations. Fortunately, the marshwiggle recognized her ruse. We may not be trapped Underworld, but even here above ground fatuous fantasies find fertile fields in the minds of many. It troubled me as a teenager that popular songs quickly devolved from decrying drugs to celebrating them: Girl, you thought you found the answer on that magic carpet ride last night. But when you wake up in the mornin’ the world still gets you uptight. Well, there’s nothin’ that you ain’t tried to fill the emptiness inside. But when you come back down, girl, you still ain’t feeling right. And don’t it seem like kicks just keep gettin’ harder to find, And all your kicks ain’t bringing you peace of mind. Before you find out it’s too late, girl, y