Thursday, January 19, 2006

No Beans For You Boy...

Once there was a big small cosmopolitan village full of fools of every color. In the western side of the village lived G, a mighty self-merited above-sheriff who had been a notorious outlaw, legislating his every move through the guy named K who he himself had appointed as the sheriff. G pumped up money through his enormous bean-fields & the neighboring conserve factory he owned. He was against anyone (but the-exceptions) planting beans while he had made them so dependent to it. But apart all these, he had also developed the Bean-Fart-Killing (BFK) technology which he had tested on the ENEMY as he put it in the far eastern part of the village.

In the middle section of the village stood 3 ranches. They sat on goldmines yet not so fond of trading with G. They preferred to do business elsewhere unaware of the change of map G had dreamt for their region. First the house on the right was secured over their clear terrorist activities giving G the chance to build a stronghold in the region. Then came the house on the left belonging to mad-S who was also dealt with on the pretext of hiding the BFK G had sold him. Expectedly the goldmine was looted afterwards as the sheriff silently watched the scene.

But the third house in the middle sitting over the richest goldmine of the 3 had a different story receiving support from G’s foes. It belonged to a guy named M who was a fool like others in the village but spoke out what he’d come to think of. It was not the outflow of gold to the unknown that bothered G nor the hostility between M & A –G’s best friend- but the development of the tiny bean field M’s household was going through which G as the only one who had had the experience FEARED MIGHT lead to the development of BFK.

G had power, G had wealth & also the BFK technology. Firstly he equipped A with BFK. Then G trying to stop M from owning a bean field accused ugly M of trying to develop BFK & turned the village against him. M lost his temper & publicly announced his desire to fart upon A’s household & this led to …

At this point the story-teller feels intoxicated by the poisoned environment over the case trying to see what the outside world feels about the village.

P.S: The characters in the story are fake. Similarities of names & directions are to be ignored.

12 comments:

ChittyChittyBangBang! said...

Doc, you are brilliant!
Thanks for the disclaimer, I was starting to make all sorts of connections to people in the real world. Hahaha... I wonder how that was even possible?

NBB said...

hahah..the smell here is unbearable!! :D

Foulla said...

are u sure about the P.S..;))

Em said...

Protection by bad smells?

jarvenpa said...

Yes, you are wise! I kept reading shaking my head, saying--wow, he's really got it.
It made me smile, though I am very, very worried about my stupid government these days.

David said...

Hey, I need some of that BFK! ;)

There's been a lot of foul odors eminating from Washington, D.C. lately. Maybe the whole city should be fumigated with BFK. :)

Dr O2 said...

well astronauts who have recently watched us down here have reported a cloud over earth which proves to be bean-gas ;-)

Dr O2 said...

chitty - U r totally welcome. I figured out without the explnation there might be some way off mark interpretations ;-)

NBB - Here take this oxygen mask ;-)

foulla - well I guess so ;-)

Dr O2 said...

em - we are working on it...

Jarvenpa - do we have a non-stupid government? I am gettin the feelin we are evolving towards the very begining in our new fashionable appearance.

david - well mate the spread is way further. Guess there is the smell but we have got used to it :-S

Dr O2 said...

I APPOLOGISE FOT POLLUTING YR SCREENS PEOPLE ;-)

Frank said...

I hope the stupidity of M doesnt end to another war or WW3!
Did you recieve my last email?

Dr O2 said...

Frank - Yeah let's keep our fingers crossed but hosetly speaking the village is full of fools we can't be sure even if our wish is granted mate ;-)