Night fell and the energy rose along with the cosmic giggle...
the Merry Pranksters were loose, very loose!
Not as loose as the proverbial goose, that's for sure, but loose as loose
bozos can get when it is midnight and they have been waiting since dark
to go on stage with the final act.
This is the Ban The Bullet production taken to the full regalia extreme. All the nefarious characters are in place: Pancho Villain, Roaster Cogburn, Ma Barker, Gunsole Pete, and the head honcho of the whole shooting match, Karlton Moses Herston hisself, toting the stone tablets.
Yes the message did get through. And what was the message exactly?
Everybody
get arms! Yes, why hold back? Why argue about it? Why take sides? Bare
your arms! It's okay, it's the way, there's another answer we can explore!
Ban the Bullet!
What a concept! We not focusing on the target, we focusing on the thing
that does the damage. Clever, clever, clever!
With musical
background and bleat of drums all join in: "You'll never take our
guns away, hoo-roo, hoo-roo. You'll never take our guns away, hoo-roo,
hoo-roo. You'll never take our guns away we love them too much they have
to stay but Johnny there's noting in them!"
And with the
crowd of admirers pressing forward to clasp hands with the crowd of performers,
the long evening came to its sigh of relief and nascent pizzas awaited
hungry palates filling empty craws folding tents slinking into the night,
"Walked away from another one, Chief."
Sheesh!!!
We Really? Are a bunch of Bozos on this Bus.
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