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Day One
Paris, April 7th, the French TV is reporting on the funeral ceremony of the Pope, I remember how we did it for mother, there was only the family, yet she had had so many friends, so many friends, she was the only in the family with the gift of friendship, but we could not endure the pain of the sympathie.
It was a better funeral than the one Father got. It was clean and beautiful. When father was cremated it was dirty and industrial.
Then, they give you the ashes. In France you can do anything you want with the ashes. As I am typing I can see the tree growing, Father's and Mother's ashes are there.
My mind tells me that ashes are ashes. My myself tells me it is not true.
I feel a great anger at God that he did not allow my body to remain in Africa. I wanted my ashes to grown into bushes, maize, anything of value.
This will be moved to another sequence for Donky and Donky only
In the mean time, just let me write down what she tells me
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The Story unfolded Thursday night.
I felt there had been enough reasons to cry, I did not want to spend a sleepless night.
That is the story of Donky,
She was not the Donky I thought she was.
Do I feel sorry?
Sorry, yes, proud also, Donky is more than Donky Dunk.
You know anything more stupid than crying over a keyboard?
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Dear Students,
In front of you is standing a very sad Glub Professor.
Yesterday evening, I was going to my Office, all absorbed in my thoughts, I had received a book from Japan showing most innovative possibilities.
I felt that it was my duty to Glubitude to test with Brown Haired Glub Bubble to check that these positions were totally without danger.
As Brown Haired Glub Bubble and Myself were relaxing and diluting our body fluids with some of these strange liquids containing bubbles, Brown Hair Glub Bubble expressed the wish to go to Scientific Room to take off her Protection Shield.
Of course, you know me, your very Humble Glub Professor, I would gladly have helped her with this task, but some of these sophomores are rather timid, so I agreed.
Was it the emotion, was it on purpose, was it some guidance from another level of computation, we shall never know.
A few moments Glub bubble came in holding a package, a rather large package, telling me that she had found it in the Scientific room, poor thing, she must have been very timid and emotional, she had gone into the Archives;
On that package was written:
<<To Any Survivor>>
That's all.
Nothing else.
It was a very old package, smelling all musty.
I was in a quandary as you can understand. Here Brown Glub Bubble was all ready for the Scientific study of the danger involved in the positions recommended by the Japanese Professors, so there could no doubt that we were survivors, even if I could not vouch that Brown Glub Bubble would be a survivor after we had gone through the Oriental exercise, but here, I was, the Glub Professor, holding in my hand the most tantalizing object.
I told Brown Glub Bubble that she had to be courageous, that these things happen in a woman's life, and as she was getting all bubbly and bulgy in the wrong places, I filled her up with that atrocious bubbly liquid, I knew that after she had gone over the atrocious period of idiotic laughter and naked dancing stumbling on all the chairs, she would fall asleep.
Which se did.
Anyway, why do I always have to sacrifice myself for those stupid students, the more I see them, the more I regret the students of my youth, they really had the stuff that made you want to teach, now they were all skinny and barely bulgy, it does honour my sense of duty that I am still willing to give private tuition.
I opened the package, apparently it contained some of these recording devices they used in the Human age.
What a luck that of all places in the Universe, this package should have arrived at the only place able to decipher their messages;
They were numbered in some strange way.
One had a title, “Airport”
I put the disc in the reader, adjusted the Field Protection Layers in case their would be any risk, raised to its maximum the hummer defeater to get rid of the snoring of Brown Glub Bubble, and sat down, apparently a little of that Bubbly stuff was left, better drink it, think of the damages it could provoke if it fell into innocent hands.
Look, as I am writing, I know what this is going to show, if you are wise you get yourself a bottle or two of the hard stuff and follow my advice, men, it is safer to have a blond sitting on your knees, if it explodes, they are so well padded that there will be little harm to you.
Screen was a bit muddy in the beginning, then we had some kind of idiotic ceremony, a group of not so young people dancing and yelling, all holding one of these squeezed brown bottles and claiming that this liquid was going to give sense to your life. What a Strange cultur!!!. It did not improve at all when we were shown a cemetery were Humans would line up to get pieces of cadavers packed between two buns, one of them turning towards the camera yelling” Killed the Texan Way, the Way of Men” and pouring a lot of blood on it and then putting it into his mouth.
After I had vomited, I came back to the viewers, and to my relief we were back in reality.
One two three Four, Paris, London, Rome, Washington, one two three four, Paris London, Rome Washington, ready for take?
This is Donky Dung reporting from the Candybush Airport, we are all awaiting the arrival of the planes, as you can see we are reporting from a Dome as the Authorities have sealed off the Candybush Airport from any contacts. Due to our contribution to the Presidential campaigns, yes we are a totally independent Channel, we contributed the same amounts to both candidates and sent chocolate boxes and flowers and perfumes to both next coming first ladies, and I want to deny the rumour that the first Lady-to-be said that she? Would by far have preferred a new set of boxing gloves, she said that she would have preferred gloves made of the purest box leather, a leather that can only be bought on our Channel if you call this number that appears at the bottom, and while doing it, have you offered your wife flowers, chocolate, perfume, recently, don't do anything, this is the magic of new times, we shall do it for you and your account will be charged accordingly.
Ed, as I am saying, due to your friendly and expensive contacts with the Authorities we have been given the best location, and I can see everything from her. Ed, do you see the airplane approaching?
Yes, Donky indeed I see it, sorry to say that in front of all the viewers, please be careful, your belt is getting undone, if you lean forward you will see that it has to be redone. Excellent, excellent Donky, I am sure all our viewers will be happy to see what good care you take of your figure, and yes Donky I can se the plane landing, but no, it is not one plane, it, it is lot, Donky can you count them.
Yes, Ed, at present we can see three planes but there are shadows in the background and there are rumours to the effect that there could be as much as ten airplanes.
Ed can you seen them now?
Yes, Donky, and from the Control Center we can see that the first airplane has landed, and that the airtight tunnel has been connected to the main building. Donky can you confirm to us that they will be taken down that corridor and will pass nearly within touching distance of you?
Indeed Ed, if I could stretch my hand through that isolations layer, I could touch them. Ed, I have a surprise for you, you remember that cute drill with diamond head that you gave to me that night at the Kobe Hotel, I have it with me, nobody has seen it, I have charged the batteries and I am quite sure that I can make a hole large enough to put the microphone through it.
Donky, Donky, do you hear me, Donky copy immediately, Donky this is risky, Donky this is not a Kobe Hotel, Donky please, Donky.
Ed, are you here?, sorry plenty of interferences, I can only hear that you are all excited at the prospect of having the first ever interview, I hope the drilling sound does not disturb the transmission, I have asked the cameramen man and technical crew to sing the Old Mate Rummy silly song, they all believe I am crazy but you can hear them signing “Old Mate Rummy Had a Humvee, hi lo hi la ho, Old Mate Rummy had two Humvees, hi la hi la ho and now Old Mate Rummy gets one more Humvee, Old Mate Rummy has three Humvees, Hi la hi la ho.>>
It works Ed, I have manage to bore a large hole in the containing wall, I am sure that the microphone will go through it.
Ed, the first stretcher is coming, please move away, this is See and Aime channel reporting, please move away, yes, here is the first stretcher, I think I will have the first interview for the Add Free Channel See and Aime, using my Sunny microphone which is superior to any other.
<< Welcome to the Land of Plenty and Less. I am sure all your viewer want to know whether your first wish is to eat a double sided mashed cadaver slice delicately enhanced by deeply fried onions or whether you are going the demand our National Dish, the Colonel Ryan Deep Fried Cat Fish guarantied to contain absolutely no cat fish and be deeply imbedded in oil swelled deep fried flour>>
Ed let us listen to what our brave survivor says
I am sorry Ed, while it may sound to you due to the interferences, as grumf, raaaah, urgghhh rahhhh burk, I am quite confident, keep your hands of me you dirty monkey, don't you see that I am Donky Dung, reporting for See and Aime, and if you don't take off your hands from my bulges you will be a one armed bandit, as I was saying Ed, in this peaceful and normal environment we have been able to listen to the first survivor telling us how much she is looking forward to order a giant size double sided sauce enhanced burger with a side order of Liberty Chips, yes Ed I can confirm that she especially wanted to make sure she would not get any of those devious treacherous honest looking fries, yes she wanted true Liberty Fries, those you can buy at the number which is presently presented on your screen, keep of your hands and don't punch me, what do you mean, it is a Federal Offence to bore a hole, is it a federal Offence when you dirty monkey bore a hole?
Sorry Ed, these Undemocratic Forces are carrying me away and I see a lot of strange looking men clothed in what looks like space ship protective clothing trying to close the hole I had such a pain creating, such a little hole for me, such a big hole for Humanity.
I will come back to you as soon as I can Ed.
The screen goes blank
We see the camera travelling sort of at random, you know as when you carry your camera and you forget to cut it off.
Suddenly we see “Ed”.
Donky, Donky, where are you, Donky do you copy me?
Donky, Donky this is Ed calling, I have phantomed the call on all channels, Donky do you hear me?
Donky is that you?
Donky I hear something?
Ed, Aidddd, Hairdddd, this is Donry, donkry, dannkry, Ed, sorry, Ed, argh, ourg, aaaa… red, is that froug?
Donky, be professional, Donky come back and be professional, why do you think you are paid a flat in New-York, a private plane, a salary exceeding mine, Donky be Professional, due your duty, Donky report !!!!
Red, Raid, rrrarrrd, ourg, Ed, sorry, something, heavy, heavy, why so thick, rarriddd, why they vanish, Red, reddddddd, why fog, fog, frog frost, called, call President, hello this is Donky Dunk pressing the HairEd, this is Ed, this is why does it huyrt so much , Ed, why you not here, stop, stop shouting, stop stop, it runds, it runs all over, Ed, it runds, it is red, it is Ed, Ed,, Red, is is Red, it is is, is, is,
Donkey stop that foolish game, Donkey
Here the recording stopped.
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At writing time, it is obvious that I am under the influence of the total indifference of the modern world to the Avian Pandemy growing on the support of such innocent animals as the Far East Ducks.
We have not cure, no vaccine, the flue injections we had (not) stocked are inefficient
Who remembers that in 1918-20 more humans died of the flue called Spanish flue, that soldiers and civilians died during the 1914-1918 war?
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