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Emergency

Post by Scattercat » Fri Oct 18, 2013 4:41 am

The sirens went off in the early morning. It was an emergency. No one knew what to do at first. The nature of the emergency did not immediately reveal itself.

Eventually, people ventured outside. The sirens continued. The emergency was happening. Life went on.

There were some differences. Prices were higher; only to be expected, during an emergency. People saved less. There was more unprotected sex. Donut sales skyrocketed. Babies were born, got fat, grew up, got jobs in the service industry. The sirens wailed through it all.

Except for yesterday. Yesterday the sirens stopped.

What do we do now?

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Re: Emergency

Post by Varda » Fri Oct 18, 2013 11:04 am

I think, in this world, the deaf and hard-of-hearing would quietly take over all the positions of power while the rest of us were out panicking and getting laid.

When the sirens finally stopped, it'd be obvious who was behind it all along.
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Re: Emergency

Post by strawman » Fri Oct 18, 2013 12:31 pm

Varda wrote: When the sirens finally stopped, it'd be obvious who was behind it all along.
Roger Ailes?
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Re: Emergency

Post by Flintknapper » Fri Oct 18, 2013 10:26 pm

I got a feeling this one is playing off the debt ceiling and government crisis of the past few weeks.... or the war on terror... actually this could be a metaphor quite a few things now that I think about it. I fixated on the donut line. I have been like craving donuts for about a week now. I am going to get me one this weekend. I swear. I don't need an emergency.

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Re: Emergency

Post by Scattercat » Sat Oct 19, 2013 4:32 am

A theme that appears somewhat regularly in my writing is the old saying, "Heaven preserve us from what we may one day get used to." Acclimatization and incrementalism are all the more potent for how hard they are to detect.

I can't say that thoughts about how we've been in constant (self-inflicted and pointless) financial crisis here in the US of A weren't part of this story, but the immediate trigger was hearing the Pearl Jam song "Sirens" on the radio. I don't like Pearl Jam, and the song has nothing to do with this, but since I was bored by the music I started musing on the concept of sirens, klaxons, and alarms.

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Re: Emergency

Post by strawman » Sat Oct 19, 2013 11:47 am

Time to recite my favorite poem:

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi (Varda's Spidey sense?)
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

I wonder of Yeats ever got stuck in traffic listening to Pearl jam? Props, Nathan, for eliciting the vibe.
Never judge anyone until you have biopsied their brain.

"Be kind, for everyone is fighting a hard battle."
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Spoiler:
Non sum qualis eram = "I am not who I will be"

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