Order 66

I wonder how long it will take before the term “Order 66” becomes a pop-culture staple? Perhaps it will be relegated entirely to the more geekified sect of persons who are willing to sit out in front of a theater for hours waiting for a Star Wars film to debut.

I’ve been trying to come up with a way that it might slip into usage. Something along the lines of, “I tried to find her last night, but she was 404,” or something similar. I suppose that it could be applied to standard betrayal lexicon. “I was 66’d by the system,” or, “They told me they would be at the movies at 9:00, but they 66’d me.”

I bet it won’t take long to start hearing it, but I doubt that the people around me at work will be using it any time soon.

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