2006 - jam packed

Then, he would dump gravel into the jar
which would settle in the spaces between the rocks. He
would say that now the jar was full. When the audience
agreed he’d say “No, the jar is
not full yet.”

Then, he’d put sand in the jar. The sand
would settle in spaces between the gravel and the rocks.
He’d get the audience to agree the jar was full and then,
he’d tell them otherwise.

Then, he’d put water
in the jar and allow as how, at last, the jar was indeed
full.

Nowadays, I’m
guessing, some hot shot would say the jar was not full.
And then he’d insert a hose into the water and pump oxygen
into it until the water was saturated with oxygen and only
then would he say the jar was full.

But wait! Along
comes another guy who shoots sub-atomic particles into the
jar and saturates it with sub-atomic debris and then say
how the jar is full.

And along comes a guy
with an x-ray machine... to hell with it. I got lost way
back there when the guy poured water into the jar.

But hey, you wanna
see some jam-packing going on in your everyday life? You
do? I can’t imagine why. But you can see all of this
hysterical jam-packing just by turning on your TV. Watch
any show and wait t’il the commercials come on. You won’t
have to wait long. First, there will be about a dozen of
them one right after the other. No fading to black for a
second between commercials- we’re watching one commercial
when we’re hit with another with no time to catch our
breath. Then wham! Another... and another and another,
etc.

And the commercial
itself will be superheated and give you no time whatsoever
to absorb one image until there’s another. I think the
average 10 second commercial bombards you with about 50 to
60 images. One cut after another. 1/100 of a second
image then cut! 1⁄2 second image cut... 1/3 of a second
image cut! Then image cut! Image cut, image cut!...
Cut!... Cut!... Cut!...