Mr. and Ms. Gorsky’s Message ~ NSFW 18+ Vid of the Day

With the Apollo 11 mission’s 50th anniversary hoopla already a turned page in humanity’s history book, I’ve been seriously considering the merits of presenting, in this venue, an amusing and intriguing backstory to Neil Armstrong’s “one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind” moonwalk.

What I’m alluding to is the Good Luck Mr. Gorsky (GLMG) saga, which has been circulating on the Interwebs since the mid 1990s… its ribald narrative focusing upon an incident that allegedly went down within a specific space / time continuum. Indeed, Wapakoneta, Ohio / early 1940s was where / when Neil, upon retrieving his baseball from beneath his neighbors’ open bedroom window had overheard an R / maybe even X-rated argument… Ms. Gorsky heatedly informing Mr. Gorsky he’d get what he wanted on the day the kid next door walked on the Moon.

If true… this certainly would’ve been an ear-opening moment during Armstrong’s innocent days of youth. Of course, “if true” are the operative words.

What our cooler heads tend to tell us is that GLMG is little more than fake news. In other words, the larger than life personae, which many of our space explorers command, can inspire tall tales. According to SNOPES, even Armstrong, himself, is alleged to have once attributed this cleverly crafted story to comedian Buddy Hackett. Of course, usage of “A-words” such as “alluding” and “alleged” do little to deflate this story’s sense of full blown credibility. Additionally, where are all the YouTube clips of Hackett telling this joke? Maybe I didn’t search long enough?

Well… on the morning after the first moonwalk’s golden anniversary I did wind up discovering my blog topper’s clip… not of Hackett but of a much more tastefully and tenderly presented teleplay… courtesy of the Chicago Comedy Film Festival. They’ve self-described their work as “smart comedy for smart people”.

And be Good Luck Mr. Gorsky fact or fiction… their vignette has afforded us a far deeper than crater deep message… namely…

It’s never too late to find / rediscover love… love that’s as enduring as the footprints Neil Armstrong left on the lunar surface… love as limitless as the cosmos, itself.