The Light I Turned On
You cannot win a game whose rules are written to make you lose.
You can only stop agreeing to play.
Warner snapped out of his paralysis and lunged for the remote; Uncle Oswald stepped out and put a shoulder into his chest, blocking him.
Warner staggered back, wild-eyed, and threw his arms out at his own family.
“Stop looking at it!
All of you, turn away!