How Battlefield Earth saved us all... (Score 1)

Finally, a wrench thrown in the works of this machine we call Travolta!

At any rate Battlefield Earth deterred John Travolta from becoming our token all-powerful furor - an inevitable consequence of the glorification he has received in recent years combined with the grotesque appreciation some people still have for bad big-fat-Italian-guy disco (note: though some will argue he wasn't really fat back then, he was Italian). Imagine, a world completely ruled by Travolta. Endless greasy-haired gangster impersonations, L. Ron Hubbard worship, not to mention leisure suits as far as the eye can see. Just think of a utopia in which we were all transformed into earnest, Herman-Munster-like automatons bent on finding the ultimate 'tune' in which to shake our proverbial 'groove-things' to.

There you have it my friends, Battlefield Earth was a success! If you still don't think so, I'm sure the good Scientology people will be happy to enlighten you in regard to this matter for a small fee, or provide several years of unrelenting harassment at no charge.