In the alleys and bars you can hear them. In the awful stains on City bus seats you can, if you're holy enough, divine their intent. If you approach the courthouse lawn quietly enough, you can see them dance around a burn-barrel, holding their bottles of cheap wine and bellowing out their need in a chant straight out of a Conrad novel.
They seek, of course, to bring their Goddess back...The very same Goddess that fled Tucson three years ago, and took the Fun with her.
Since she left, it's all gone horrible and wrong, and not in the good way. Shootings are up, as is every other sort of senseless, brutal crime. Strange and grim tidings come down from the North, where the state government plots and bickers.
Even the non-believers know that something is wrong, that we seem to be morphing into a copy of Phoenix...Which is a horrible thought that nobody wants to contemplate.
One-Nostril Jack has been preaching to his fellow homeless folks that SHE will return, if only they live right and stick to the straight and narrow...And if they don't, if Tucson doesn't, then we are doomed. Given his remarkable similarity to prophets as depicted by Cecil B Demille, I have no choice but to believe him.
Go ahead, laugh. YOU weren't THERE, when he stretched his arms out of his rags, clutching a walking stick cut from some gnarled desert tree. YOU weren't THERE when he preached of the coming Really Serious Bummer. I was, and I'm a Holy Man™ myself, and I know the genuine article when I see it.
Or Kill Me.
To Be Continued
I can't say I'm surprised. I feel it coming, too.
I'm interested as to where this is heading.
Hawk,
Holy Man emeritus.
These days I just watch the movie.
I like where this thread is going.
It's weird, because it was funny and light and kind of made me smile, but then while I was smiling I noticed that my flesh was crawling and the hair on my arms was standing up.
Quote from: Nigel on December 28, 2010, 09:21:03 PM
It's weird, because it was funny and light and kind of made me smile, but then while I was smiling I noticed that my flesh was crawling and the hair on my arms was standing up.
Part II is kinda worse. I giggled while I wrote it, until I realized I was depressed.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 28, 2010, 09:22:24 PM
Quote from: Nigel on December 28, 2010, 09:21:03 PM
It's weird, because it was funny and light and kind of made me smile, but then while I was smiling I noticed that my flesh was crawling and the hair on my arms was standing up.
Part II is kinda worse. I giggled while I wrote it, until I realized I was depressed.
:lulz:
:D Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside...might need to see a doctor about that.