If there is a bright center to the universe, the "stealth marketing schlong" Universal Studios has had clamped up Russell Sanders rear end for the past decade is the point farthest from. In his usual dodgy and stereotypically "stealth marketing" style, Russell Sanders has attempted to credit Universal Studios executives with "worldly intellectualism" as the reason why they repeatedly (and ultimately) shy away from bringing the "1978 Battlestar Galactica" series back to life.
So, Russell. Universal Studios executives have knowledge of "far right conservatism?" Really? That would imply "education" of some sort that Universal Studios executives enjoyed at some point in their lives. Universal Studios executives have knowledge of the "ancient astronaut theories" so popular in the 1970s and how they were a vital component of the "1978 Battlestar Galactica" series? That would imply these idiots are historians of the very series they have been slamming for the past 33 years. Let's not give credit where credit isn't due, Russell. I certainly have never credited you for being above being commited to your local "psycho ward." You then Russell, still attempt to slide into first base with a smirk on your face ala' George W. Bush by boldly declaring that these matters Universal Studios executives supposedly have "worldly knowledge" of, are formulated into excuses by them for not reviving the "1978 Battlestar Galactica" series.
Universal Studios executives are not educated, they are not worldly, they have no knowledge of what is presently "hip" and what is not within the Hollywood community. The only things they are aware of and possess juvenile knowledge of is as follows:
Universal Studios executives: "We no like '1978 Battlestar Galactica' series. We do like messing with public every 2 years by announcing new 'Galactica' movies we will never make. We no like getting into it again with George Lucas by bringing back '1978 Battlestar Galactica' series."
I have to hand it to you, Russell. Your knack for continuing to lead your "flock of fellow lunatics" on the Colonial Fleets board (and everywhere else you happen to vagrant) into one "wild goose chase after another" while simultaneously (trying and failing) to cover for your buddies at Universal Studios continues to know no bounds.