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Bleaching the Gene Pool

Originally written 2 days after the attacks of September 11, 2001. It seems yet another period of time where a little bleach in the gene pool would be appropriate.

SWIM AT YOUR OWN RISK

It’s been a long time since a pool cleaning had been so urgent. 

Tuesday thrust the sickening putrid pool from the darkness.  Light caused the overthrow of Apathy. 

With Apathy out on his ass, Despair, Sadness, Hope, Mourning, Anger and various others ruled with a common vision.  These disparate feelings have been at odds since humanity ate an apple in some far off garden. 

But, it was time to kick Petty Differences to the curb, next to Apathy, and focus on the urgent emergency pool cleaning (they also agreed to discuss the elimination of Petty Differences definition, because it’s petty and the world would be better if difference was never plural).

The most powerful carbon based lifeforms in this New World Reality are the Sane Pool Cleaners Union (to the best of our knowledge, since we can’t ask the Dolphins…yet). 

Around the marble, Top Level Pool Cleaners conferred on the pool cleaning.  All agreed it was urgent and late.  Some grumbled the cleaning should have been done before Tuesday.

This pool is immense and putrid and dangerous.  It was obvious some of the pool cleaners would live to clean no more pools.  But, this was urgent and Sanity demanded it.

While procedures and cleanser types were discussed, hundreds of thousands of pool cleaners gathered from all corners of the light world (it was in the dark corners and caves where Lethal Contamination hid).

The Pool Cleaners gathered, knowing full well that Apathetic Neglect had been in charge far too long.  This was now a dangerous pool.

The pool cleaners were told that Anger would now be in charge.  The other feelings gave way.  Harmony ensued.  Anger would lead the way.

Common Sense assisted Anger (although Common Sense, tired of the snickering behind his back, has changed his name to UnCommon Sense).

The Angry Pool Cleaners waited, ready to clean.  Other sane carbon based lifeforms, united in mourning, wished the pool cleaners well.

Petty Differences kicked at the dirt.  Frustrated its role in the New World was greatly diminished.  

Boggling was much more common than Petty Differences and Kindness was making a comeback.

Common Courtesy tempered its contentment at becoming common again, in deference to Mourning and Despair.

The Pool Cleaners checked their tools.

Top Level Pool Cleaners conferred.

Insanity was off in a corner, perplexed by a problem it had faced throughout history.  It was once again asked to attack itself.  It knew it was necessary, but always struggled with limited suicide.

It was obvious to the Pool Cleaners and other sane carbon based lifeforms that this cleaning would be painful… As bleaching the gene pool always is. 

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