Apologies to Christopher Tolkien

Someday, my great-great-grandson will crack open a small glass vial and inhale The Hobbit: The Nano-enhanced Pheromone™. My great-grandson, being more learned and experienced in the ways of life, will catch a whiff of J.R.R. Tolkien’s work emanating from his scion’s entertainment chamber and scoff, “The Hobbit: The Brainjack™ Live Experience was SO much better.” And, like the man said, so it goes. Neither were as good as the 3D Hologram, which in turn was worse than the glorious nine-hour HD movie, etc. etc.