Sheriff Bill stared at Jacob for a few moments, and all of a sudden started laughing frantically... After regaining control of himself, Sheriff Bill turned to his deputy and said: “ Bart… look... we’ve got another of them crazy pants here.” The entertained deputy opened the detention cell and forced Jacob out of Sherif Bill’s office. In the background, the sheriff then chuckled and urged his deputy to bring Jacob “a noble steed, and don't forget to equip him with a big Iron a well.” After bringing him an old donkey and a pan upon his superior’s request, despite Jacob’s opposition, Bart sent the man away to the nearby valley to “save the souls of scorpions and rattlesnakes.” Following Jacob’s departure, the deputy commented with a slight uneasiness: “sheriff, we are running out of donkeys.” Sheriff Bill responded: “You can rest assured that the supply of asses will never end, they keep coming back...”
Following forty days of fasting and visions, Jacob got up and shook the dust off his body and begun to march eastwards to New Megiddo. Upon reaching the town, Jacob marched along its main street, accompanied by the wary looks of the rustic townsfolk. He proceeded till stopping in front of the local Sheriff's office. After gazing shortly at the worn sign saying “Sheriff Bill”, he entered the office tenaciously to confront the law enforcement man. To his surprise, the man was sitting reading the local newspaper, completely disregarding the extraordinary man. After gaining Sheriff Bill’s attention by snatching the newspaper from his old cracked hands, the latter’s deputy jumped out of his chair, tackled Jacob, and detained him promptly. Following his lockdown, furious Jacob began his speech, pointing out the townsfolk evil deeds and sinful ways, accusing them of moral corruption and disrespect towards the kingdom aristocracy’s superior values and people: Your Sundays’ worship of the God of Mercy, instead of the God of Enlightenment and Wisdom. The obsession of your people with competitive horse riding is incompatible with our cultural ideals and practices, such as intriguing debates about the right form of justice and governing system necessary for our neighboring tribal nations, which you are seemingly unaware of their existence. And above all, your taste in food and music corrupts your children’s souls and undermines centuries of metaphysical and intellectual achievements. For that, you shall be punished severely by the almighty, as its wrath will be upon you and your offspring. This sinful town and everything that you’ve built will be fuel for the great fire and your names will be forgotten!
Sheriff Bill stared at Jacob for a few moments, and all of a sudden started laughing frantically... After regaining control of himself, Sheriff Bill turned to his deputy and said: “ Bart… look... we’ve got another of them crazy pants here.” The entertained deputy opened the detention cell and forced Jacob out of Sherif Bill’s office. In the background, the sheriff then chuckled and urged his deputy to bring Jacob “a noble steed, and don't forget to equip him with a big Iron a well.” After bringing him an old donkey and a pan upon his superior’s request, despite Jacob’s opposition, Bart sent the man away to the nearby valley to “save the souls of scorpions and rattlesnakes.” Following Jacob’s departure, the deputy commented with a slight uneasiness: “sheriff, we are running out of donkeys.” Sheriff Bill responded: “You can rest assured that the supply of asses will never end, they keep coming back...” Comments are closed.
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