Showing posts with label Tales of Amy's Garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tales of Amy's Garden. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

WKRLEM To all who have gone too soon



It doesn't really matter why. Bad decisions. Fate. Mistakes. Whatever.

The waste is the worst part. So much waste.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Tales of Amy's Garden


Hazel:  You are finally back Kehaar. Thank you for scouting over the heather. We need to know what is happening but it is too dangerous for us to send out the Owlsa. Some of them have gone back there never to return. Did you find out anything on your flight?
Kehaar: Nothing matey! Nuthing you would care about Mr. Hazel. There is nothing there for any good rabbit to think about. It is a bad place.
Hazel: Did you fly low over the old warren? Could you hear what they were saying? How are they doing over there?
Kehaar: Many rabbits. Too many rabbits. Ugly rabbits. Mean. Smelly. Gross. All of them fighting. But not like old days. Now they all fight with one rabbit who pretends to be a duck when everyone knows he is a rabbit. But you should not care even though they care too much about this warren. These rabbits talk about you. Even to this day. When have been gone for years.
Hazel: I am not surprised. They are so boring they have to reach back in time. It was always an evil place. It seems that whenever someone goes over there they change into something worse than what they are. They pretend to be something they are not. A rabbit pretends to be a duck. A gay blue jay pretends to be an executive. They are all false rabbits.
Bigwig: What do you mean Kehaar? They care too much about what?

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Tales of Amy's Garden



General Woundwort McCain: You were one of those on the riverbank. Did Bigwig send you? You know President Trump?
Hazel: I'm a friend of President Trump. And no that is not a wig. That is his real hair. I have come to tell you that we have to end the endless wars. Nation building. Overturning governments in places like Iraq and Libya and now Syria. It has to end now. It is none of our business.
General Woundwort McCain: What was left unfinished will be finished now. We have to show the world that we are the world’s policeman. That we will overturn the tyrants in Syria and Russia and North Korea. Everywhere they do not bend to our superior thoughts and words. We are the ones who will decide. We are the one world government and everyone from Trump to Putin will bow to our dictate.
Hazel: It would be better for both of us if we could come to terms with the fact that we cannot control the world. That we have to worry about our own people. That we have to put the Warren first. Worry about the rabbits not the world. Let the camels and the men who love them take care of themselves.
General Woundwort McCain: Terms? You want to come to terms with our limitations?  Very well. These are my terms. Hand over all the deserters immediately. All of you who dare to stand against the Global ambitions of the Deep State. Bannon. Miller. Donald Trump Jr. All of them must be destroyed.
Hazel: We couldn't agree to that. But I can suggest something better, for both of us--
General Woundwort McCain: [dangerous] You're in no position to bargain. I control the Senate. I control the media. They love me and will do my bidding. They will destroy you and Bigwig.
Hazel: We shouldn't be fighting each other. We have enough enemies as it is. Perhaps we should be together. A joining of free, independent people who work for the people. The people of America. The people of America first, last and always.
General Woundwort McCain: [considers this] Ah, I have no time for this nonsense!
Campion: Shall I kill him, sir?
General Woundwort McCain: No. [to Hazel] You take back our terms. And you tell your chief, Bigwig, that if he and Bannon and the others aren't waiting outside when I come for them, I'll tear out every throat in the place!
Hazel: I am sorry General. I will pass on your demands but I know that the President will never surrender. He will fight for his people and they are behind him. All the way. It is war. To the knife.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Tales of Amy's Garden


Black Rabbit: Hazel? You know me, don't you?
Hazel: I don't.
[the visitor reveals himself as The Black Rabbit]
Hazel: Oh, yes, my Lord... I know you.
Black Rabbit: I've come to ask if you would like to join my Owsla. We shall be glad to have you, and I know you'd like it. You've been feeling tired, haven't you? If you're ready, we might go along now.
[Hazel pauses to look back at his rabbits]
Hazel: I feel like I can't leave them. So many are gone now. Bigwig. Fiver. Strawberry. Even that nice old man who wrote about us. Fiver left him a manuscript scraped out on a lettuce leaf and he was able to interpret it and share it with everyone. He even wrote a book. We became famous. For five minutes. Until people forgot us and started watching cooking shows. But he spoke in our voice. So people would know how it is to be a rabbit. 
Black Rabbit: Yes even the nice old man has passed. You have done so well since you have moved to the new warren. It is so much safer and cleaner. You left all the bad ju ju behind you.
Hazel:Wait a minute. They were Jews? I  know you are the Black Rabbit and all of you people hate the Jews but I don't think they were Jewish. Anyway I don't care about those people anymore. i only worry about my friends. The other rabbits I led here. Will they be safe without me?
Black Rabbit: You needn't worry about them. They'll be alright, and thousands like them. If you'll come along, I'll show you what I mean.
[Hazel lies down and dies]