| Imagine you're at a family reunion picnic, and while the fixins is just fine,
the elders, talking off to the side a bit, have agreed that CLetuS ought not
have been invited. There are eight different reasons why they all think he
should not have been invited, and even you agree the burly boys oughta toss him
back to his pickup truck and point it down the hill, but each of the eight also
spent the better part of an afternoon arguing that their reason was the right
one. Grandpa Rader, in particular, has been complainin' y'all aren't listenin'
to him and don't you remember you were told to respect your elders?
So while
eight of you agree CLetuS is out and won't be invited back, a few still don't
and it's not clear if you'll all agree about Bumpkus next year when he gets a
pickup too, because it's still not clear what y'all, as a group, didn't like
about CLetuS.
But it's noteworthy, because nobody ever done got bounced from
this picnic before. Grandpa's worried that if y'all bounce one, where does it
stop? Won't this hurt the family? But some folks think the time for annual
picnics is past. Just too big. High time you started bouncing folks and
thinnin' the herd. Gotten out o' hand, it has. Some of these folks ain't even
family, it's been whispered, and should never have parked their pickup here.
Folks is talkin', and now they ain't whisperin' no more.
It'll be quite the
topic, I imagine, at the Supreme harvest dinner. [ Reply to This | Parent | # ]
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