Tuesday, January 13, 2015
When the Idiots Started Dancing
G misperceived, thinking that non-idiots
had to be invited.
But L reassured. -Think about it! Their
managing something like that? Be a
monster screw-up!
-I suppose.
-Nah! You just go.
He went.
-So? What transpired at the nitwits' bash?
-Surprising. It felt wonderfully...freeing!
-No surprise at all. It's our intellect gives us
most of the problems.
-But, old clothes next time. All that drool
flying around!
-Uh huh? And why this...sudden cloud
drifting in just this half-second?
-An anxiety.
-Worry not! Nobody will think YOU'RE an idiot.
-I know. This is America. With every pleasure,
a...soul-dig.
-How awkward! But, everywhere that Puritans sway. Banish it from what's left of your mind. It's a long process all in all: Idiot-Making.
-I'm glad of that!
-The mistake you made is not hanging out
with them sooner!
Labels: America, anxiety, dancing, idiot, Puritan
