Litlets

August 28, 2006

The Quietest Revolution

Filed under: Litlets,Prose — crcb @ 10:30 pm

It was a conference of equals, so they never got down to business. That was perfectly okay. Who were they to usurp the right of the world to be as it was? Malaria killed three of them, ebola another five, but viruses had a right to live also. Seven stopped breathing for fear of bruising microbes. There was some debate about whether to allow the press. On the one hand, they didn’t want to restrict information. On the other hand, their convocation was no more important than the fall of an acorn in the forest, a stray dog picking up burrs, or a handful of pebbles slowly turning to sand, and nobody was covering those stories.

After a lengthy period of deep, non-verbal communication (language being, after all, a rigid container that unjustly imposes its own shape on the fluid matter of reality), they took a series of non-binding votes until they reached consensus. Those who wished to, considered themselves adjourned.

The establishment didn’t stand a chance.

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