(Written before word processors, but you get the point.)
In thinking again about the story I'm trying to finish, dammit, I remembered what I once considered for its ending and thought Whoa, it's good I didn't actually write that. It was, in retrospect, terrible and possibly insulting to my friends who are New Yorkers. (It was a Matrix-y explanation for why 9/11 happened.)
OK, let's see if I can get out the other bad ideas, from both my works and others':
Teachers, I apologize for my unfair characterization of y'all.
I would've been happy with a deus ex machina beginning. Because I'd seen the episode of The Young Ones where God shoots lightning to first shock a character then cook a chicken, I wanted God to turn out to be a Sledge Hammer! fan. God, shocked by the ending, would turn back time and find a way to keep the bomb from ever being a threat in the first place. Then the show would go on like nothing had happened! Extreme solution, but dammit, that's better than a cop out. Except maybe the producers decided it should be a copout, to make fun of copout endings of other shows. My idea? Too involved for that. But I can still picture it. Like I can picture this:
(Entry title from this song! I like this song.)