Because we sit in a cosmic shooting gallery, with 100 tons of material hitting us every day.
We went to the fair but she wouldn't go on the round abouts or try her hand on the shooting gallery— she was a right wet blanket.
In Italy, with an actor named Massimo, reading the translated story in his booming, trained voice - people dropped as if shot. So many that the could've been targets in a carnival shooting gallery.
In the far future, our life-giving sun will engulf us all. And right now, we are sitting ducks in a celestial shooting gallery, an asteroid might strike at any time.
