The Rabble-rousing
Tower
by Albert Russo
Among the the 600-odd
commandments that followed the first TEN ole’
Moses brought down from Mount Sinai, there is one
that tells you not to be arrogant and another one
not to lie. Well, dear Goddess, Thou art not
showing the good example, so why doth Thou expect
Thy subjects / slaves to do unto others what Thou
do unto them? Something doesn’t square in
Thy equation, that’s for sure.
Some city dudes had the
fantastic project of building the highest tower
that ever existed - coz by now quite a few towns
dotted our planet, especially in the pharaonic
Egyptian and the Meso-hipoppotamian
areas, which is where Irak and Syria lie nowadays
in a sorry state of decomposition. They believed
by erecting it, that they would become the
masters of the world. This is called delusions of
grandeur.
The moment Goddess realized
that She was being challenged on her own turf,
She blew her top. You should have seen the
lightnings and the racket She spread all over the
place, with fires erupting in all the surrounding
forests and even in the villages that lay at the
foot of the now almost completed tower.
“Hey, Goddess Almighty,
were you dozing off all the while they were
erecting it? Couldn’t You have nixed their
project at the very beginning, acting in a more
civilized manner, instead of always flying into
your head-splitting and skullduggering
fits of rage - ouch ouch ouch, I have a terrible
migraine, just thinking about them dudes you
scared so shitless. Ok, this ain’t an expreshun
from Shake’ m Pears (or is it?), but it’s
true that when people get frightened to that
point, they poo poo in their pants. Now, who
invented that reaction? Thou, Thou, always Thou!
So, bear the consequences. Then too, who taught
humans to defend themselves using an eye for an
eye? What barbaric methods you showed them!
Here the Indians and the
Japanese could give You a lesson of sweet revenge
when they perform Yoga or JiuJitsu. You oughta be
ashamed for propagating such tactics, is what I
says, inasmuch as the Islamic terrorists of our
century have remembered them and they cut their
innocent victims into pieces like they were some
mutton to be grilled for the A?d al-Kab?r, in
commemoration of the sacrifice of Abraham, which
takes place at the end of the Ramadan to end the
month-long fast. Wa, you oughta see some of my
Muslim class mates. Poor things, they loll out
their parched tongues to avoid suffocating, and
don’t dare look you in the face, on account
that you might be knocked out pronto presto and
lie on the ground before you knew what happened
to you.
Now dear Goddess, what kind
of advice did you give your hubby the Great Allah,
with Muhammad, being His PR, to force our Muslim sistern
and brethren to refrain from eating normally for
thirty or more friggin’ days? Was that
another missing patch of Your puzzle?
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