Today when I was riding the bus I thought I saw a fellow passenger clasping a squirrel to his bosom.
This time I was right.
This chap's adorable little pet squirrel clung to his sweatshirt and seemed quite scared by the bus and the humans and the so forth. Poor little squirrel. If I ran the world, I would pass a law forbidding people from frightening little squirrels with their busses and flatulence and carnivore stench and bright disco lights and throbbing techno beat and their writhing hypersexualised dance moves and sweaty bodies meshing as one in a fog of alcohol and adrenaline as they move to the music of the flesh, the slow music of sex and death...
It would be a world of squirrels and robots. And hedgehogs. And penguins. And the BBC. And Canadians. And me; I'd have to be there somewhere. So we'd still need the Internet. And someone would have to make sake. Hm. This world would be more crowded than I had at first thought. I will have to give my plan of squirrels and robots further consideration. It may not be as brilliant as I had first thought.
Posted by aloysius at May 21, 2004 09:41 PM | TrackBack |