No traffic again today, and the skies are silent. I walk urgently between the rows of desks, and the faint keyboard chatter reminds me, It’s Complicated, as if I needed any reminding. As usual the room is dark to save power, but the passageway is well-enough lit by the glowing screens. The face of each civil servant wears a slight smile, reminiscent of the Kouros smile of archaic Greek statues.
I knock timidly on the door, then enter quietly.
“Prime Minister,” I begin, “everything has ground to a halt. The country – the world – is in stasis. We must have action! Only you can save us now.”
“Mmm,” the Prime Minister murmured, without looking up, and I saw then that her Marilyn Monroe lips were set in that Kouros smile, her Caligula-like eyes gazing dreamily at her Facebook home page. “I like,” she said. “They like. WE ALL LIKE…..….” :-(
Copyright © Donnie Ross 2010
Caligula.... Is the next scene that she rips out the unborn child from your woom and eat it? ...I want very much to belive that. I like the story, but I do not AGREE with the Prime Minister being a female with caligula-like eyes,thats a nasty stroke to my sex.
ReplyDeleteDamn, you're ahead of me as usual. And I didn't mean to stroke your sex. But this is a quote from Francois Mitterand describing Mrs Thatcher, and after all, 40 Million Frenchpersons can't be rowing.
ReplyDeleteThen I agree... :o)
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