The dreams of mechanisms are criminals articulated for action separated from the process of realization. Relativistic cultures fast forward. Infinity's a two-way street and you are the second person trying to get across. Unpunctuated desires punctuate diminishing shelf-lives. Life has become a zed and two noughts.
Time is a work of fiction.
The events described here including the appearance of Willard Scott are purely imaginary. The whole day was a story-book day.