More On Tragedy And Farce

“Dreams are funny.”

The author of ‘Come Back, Little Sheba’ included that line in his play.  It was a bit ironic in the setting.(1)  

I thought of that line, and its setting, today after having a rather strange dream last night, that, as these things go, seems to have a relationship to my last blog, and my outrage at a recent miscarriage of justice.(2)  The dream:

A man whom I sensed was a lawyer stood up to receive the report from the jury that his client had just been cleared of the charges (whatever), and in response, he blew a bubble from the bubble gum that he had been chewing, and  then, realizing the inappropriateness of it, hastily started stuffing the gum back in his mouth, with a sheepish grin, as everybody laughed goodheartedly (was the feeling).  But it was all rather hollow, if not to say surreal. 

Some part of me was reacting to the Tragedy and Farce going on in this country in a rather peculiar way.

Consider the following play-like scenario.

‘You are charged with homeschooling your children.  How do you plead, guilty or not guilty.’

‘Your Honor, I - ‘

‘I didn’t aks you to address me, I aksed you to answer me: Guilty or not guilty.’

‘…Well; guilty - but - ‘

‘There will be no ’buts’ in this courtroom.  Are you tryin’ to make a ‘butt’ of me or sump’n?  You are hereby found guilty as charged.  The fine will be as established for this offence, an’ your children will hereby be taken from you an’ - ‘   

‘What?!  But Your Honor - ‘

‘There you go agin.  I said there will be no ‘buts’ in this courtroom.  This is a heinous offence - a heinous offence - keepin’ your kids from bein’ able to socialize with their peers, an’ thereby learnin’ to git along with each other.  Bailiff, take these children away, an’ see that they are placed with a good family.  An’ you know what I mean by a ‘good’ family.  Hee hee.’

‘I protest!’

‘Hey.  You got nuthin’ to ‘protest’ about.   You shoulda thoughta that when you was lordin’ it over us colored folk.  Now we’re in the soo-premacy.’    

(Abrupt sound of gavel)

’Next case.’    

Discuss.

And a rather different outcome from MLK’s Dream, wouldn’t you say?

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footnotes:

(1) The play (and later, film), for those of you younger than a certain age, was about a man who had a dream of becoming a doctor, and was deprived of his dream by his own actions, in making a girl pregnant, and thus causing him to have to drop out of his medical-school studies and to support the woman who turned out to be rather slatternly, staying home and gorging on chocolates - her own life marred by the miscarriage that she suffered shortly after their wedding -  while he, now a recovering alcoholic, engages in work - as a chiropractor - which isn’t that of his dream.   

(2) A couple of men who put together a book detailing the evidence amassed by 13 different investigators into the Sandy Hook Elementary School purported shooting which indicated that it was a scam operation, conducted at a school that had been closed up until it was used for the scam, in the service of the gun confiscation scenario going on in the country, before the NWO crowd make their big move to take the country over (and ostensibly dethrone ‘white male supremacy’ and Western civilization itself, in service to their cause), were sued for defamation by one of the parents whose young son (whose picture is er a dead ringer for his older son at an earlier age) was purported to have died in the event.  The plaintiff had supplied a copy of his son’s purported death certificate to a citizen investigator that the defendants claimed, upon investigation, was a false document.  Which it demonstrably was, not having the proper seals on it, which was clearly pointed out in the court hearing.  But the judge in the case ruled that as irrelevant to the case itself, that the defendants had done a terrible thing in exacerbating the anguish of a parent of one of those poor dead children murdered in cold blood by that gun-toting young mentally disturbed boy (which showed the need for gun confiscation in the country).  To say: How dare they go against the official narrative!  

   All very surreal, very mind-boggling, very Kafkaesque.  Very outrageous.  Absurd.

   Almost - almost - like a Monty Python sketch.  As I say: Tragedy and Farce.