It's an homage to the Twilight Zone. Soundstage. Blacked out. A single white spotlight is thrown on the stage. We hear footsteps echoing on the hard concrete. Into the light walks a man wearing a suit and smoking a cigarette. As he walks into the spotlight, the camera gradually drops to eye level, his image fades from color to black and white. He raises his head and with a distinctive clipped urgency begins to speak:
For the first episode, perhaps a Republican Caucus...Submitted for your approval. There is a universe parallel to our own, that exists in the space between fiction and fantasy, between what we want and what we fear, where reality is composed of transitory truths created to meet the moment, but never the future.
In this universe, Jewish Space Lasers start wildfires in California, Pizza Parlors are covers for pedophilia rings, and Hillary Clinton devours the faces of young girls.
It is a place where voting machines are controlled by dead revolutionaries, where the people are sheep and everyone else is controlled by the dystopian deep state and mainstream media. Pandemics are manufactured by the Chinese so that Bill Gates can use vaccines to inject microchips into your brain.
Enter a universe that exists without scale or measurement, between shadow and substance in...
The Q-Zone