jcgood wrote:The Mysterious Kingdom Of Us ....a parable with rhyme by JC Goodman (aka jcgood)
I asked mself; the ruler of my kingdom and all the clever people I could find... after receiving reactionary hate mail from certain of my most influential subjects...how should we get from here to there. But not just here to there....here to there as lethargic and stressful and wasteful of energy as possible.
Aha!...the most clever had put their minds together for thirty days....and...hatched this ingenious plan!
...First; we will build something called suburbia...it's never been done. It's not a real city..it's just a parasite..you see....with no tax funds for you and me...
Then when everyone's transport is going so slow...we blame it on "regulation" and tie with a bow.
Then we need something that everyone can use....millions individually; each sporting their crafts. At the same time; same place daily.....to clog up the wafts.
What a huge success!...we finally see...selfish individualism works with stunning, appropriate anarchy. We shant want to get anywhere fast or efficient at all...
Divided we clog.....United we fall....into....gasp... a model of ....cooperation...for all.
Oh No.....the socialists are coming....run!!!!!!
Yo, man! I's in da burbs wit' da snoblower an' it quit
Da blower's tensioner Wheel chewed da drive belt
O' da impeller, Yo! Yo! she dun bit/she done bit/she done bit
Duh dust! Yo! yo-yo-yo! ain't got no help
Wit da shov'lin sno! wit da shov'lin sno, ain't got no help
Yo! so I's gonna get my V12 macho car
Belchin' blue smoke all da way, so far,
So far into da Big City
To pick up a new drive belt, Yo!
dat coss me just $1.99, yo!
But I burned $10 in gas, Man!
Maybe I'll plant a tree?
Forgive me?
Yo?
FL
Hold everything lightly. If you don't, it will hurt when God pries your fingers loose as He takes it from you. -Corrie Ten Boom
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If they had a social gospel in the days of the prodigal son, somebody would have given him a bed and a sandwich and he never would have gone home.
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