Spiritual Hunt 2 How to Sell Syria

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[NOTE: The text has been made unavailable due to artistic disputes, copyright issues, the awe of Patti Smith... and my former employer, City of Espoo. You may contact Mrs Tossavainen, the boss of all the tiny bosses there. Or:

• Ask Amnesty to start an email campaign on behalf of all the political prisoners held in degratory conditions in prisons they call daycare centers in Espoo.

• Try getting in touch with the head of Matinkylän päiväkoti, whoever is supposed to be in charge of it at the moment.

However, those who are truly desperate, ready to break laws et cetera to get what they want, are able to buy my piece  soon enough.]

A taste won't hurt anyone anyhow:



Once upon a time there was a giraffe.
This giraffe was a freak. He was the combination of Giacometti’s nightmares or something. He had the tiniest head bouncing at the end of the longest neck you’d ever seen, even at the giraffe scene. The other giraffes found this amusing. The giraffe himself, our giraffe, didn't find it amusing at all. Not one bit – he found the situation tragic. And he crowned himself the King of giraffes, since he had the longest neck of them all, was more of a giraffe than the others would ever be. They laughed at him. Our Giraffe the Freak said the others should bow their necks to him. He was the King, after all. The other giraffes laughed some more. They didn't bow their heads, or their necks. So our Giraffe the Freak decided to kill them all.
Giraffe the Freak had a friend, a rhino whose face was like a baboon’s ass the color of an oyster. He had no neck at all. This didn't bother his pal Giraffe, since he wasn't a giraffe, but a rhino. And they were in love. They felt for each other, and deep down knew what the other one was going through. The rhino was terrified. He knew he was a freak of nature. He knew that someday the other rhinos might make a remark of him having no neck or a baboon’s ass for a face, and he didn't have to wonder about what would happen next. All he had to do was look at the Giraffe. And all of a sudden Rhino the Oyster Baboon wanted to kill the giraffes too. As a lesson to the rhinos, if nothing else. So he and his rhino friends, who still were his friends at this point, went on a rampage at the Giraffe Land.
[He throws the cane away.]
Enough of the animals. Let’s talk about the opposition.

Once upon the time there was a giraffe.

         He grabs his cane from the wrong end, holds it erect.

        He points at the skull at the handle of the cane.

This giraffe was a freak. He was the combination of Giacometti’s nightmares or something. He had the tiniest head bouncing at the end of the longest neck you’d ever seen, even at the giraffe scene. The other giraffes found this amusing. The giraffe himself, our giraffe, didn’t find it amusing at all. Not one bit – he found the situation tragic. And he crowned himself the King of giraffes, since he had the longest neck of them all, was more of a giraffe than the others would ever be. They laughed at him. Our Giraffe the Freak said the others should bow their necks to him. He was the King, after all. The other giraffes laughed some more. They didn’t bow their heads, or their necks. So our Giraffe the Freak decided to kill them all.

                 He swings his cane like a club a couple of times.

Giraffe the Freak had a friend, a rhino whose face was like a baboon’s ass the color of an oyster. He had no neck at all. This didn’t bother his pal Giraffe, since he wasn’t a giraffe, but a rhino. And they were in love. They felt for each other, and deep down knew what the other one was going through. The rhino was terrified. He knew he was a freak of nature. He knew that someday the other rhinos might make a remark of him having no neck or a baboon’s ass for a face, and he didn’t have to wonder about what would happen next. All he had to do was look at the Giraffe. And all of a sudden Rhino the Oyster Baboon wanted to kill the giraffes too. As a lesson to the rhinos, if nothing else. So he and his rhino friends, who still were his friends at this point, went on a rampage at the Giraffe Land.

                 He throws the cane away.

Enough of the animals. Let’s talk about the opposition.