An Elf Tale

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All a Dither

Saying for the Day

If you cannot answer a man's argument, all it not lost; you can still call him vile names. ~Elbert Hubbard

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Bible Camp Counselor

It’s time for another elf tale. I just know you have been asking yourself, “ Is he ever going to tell us another Elf Tale?” Well your waiting is over. Here as a warm up for Raven’s Saturday Wordzzle Challenge is a new Elf Tale. And it begins as all Elf Tales should:

Once upon a time long ago on a far away earth there lived an honest, loving, kind young man. His parents had taught him to place a high value on truth and to help people whenever he could.
But now that he was old enough to vote he began to learn, by listening to the evening news, that politicians did not share his love for truth. In fact they often lied. It was as disturbing an insight as he had ever had. When the election was over he discovered that none of the innovations they had promised had come to pass, no great new programs to help the poor , no new scholarships for needy students, and no new health program.. The president pointed to the tight budget and gave excuses,. but there seemed to be plenty of money for the military.
For four years he waited for something to happen but nothing did.
During that time he worked at helping as many poor people as he could but the task was gargantuan. And he was miniscule.
Then it was political season again. There were the new candidates promising to do everything he wanted. If only they were telling the truth.
One really horrible day, when he had watched a woman die because the drug she needed was just too expensive for her to get , he sat in his room crying. That’s when the little man in the green suit with the shoes that curled up at the toe appeared. He was, of course, an elf and he was there to give our young man a wish.
Without thinking the young man said, “ I wish that every time a politician tells a lie he or she would be struck dumb and would be mute for a day.
“ As you wish so shall it be” said the elf and vanished.
That afternoon the candidate of the PPP ( Perfect People’s Party) was addressing the Society for Outer Space Exploration when in the middle of his promise to get more money for space research he lost his voice. At about the same time the candidate of the PRC ( Party of Real Change) was promising the wildlife preservation group that if elected he would do everything he could to save the polar bears when he went mute. That was weird enough but suddenly all speaking vanished from their television adds leaving only the music of a brass band on one and the melody of the Purple Rose of Cario on the other. All across the country politicians were losing their voices. Candidates for Congress, for Governor, for Mayor, even for School Board suddenly could not speak. The medical profession was unable to find a cause for what was now being called the politicians disease.
The next day, candidate by candidate, their voices returned. Doctors said it must have been a one day virus. The PPP’s candidates voice came back while he was visiting a convalescent home. His handlers figured it would be a good photo op even if he couldn’t talk. When his voice returned he started to say how hard he had worked to get aid for people in homes like this when he went mute again. At the same time the PRC candidates voice returned. He had an interview scheduled with Belly Waters on the FGA network, she‘s the one that holds that purring cat while she asks questions.. He had agreed to give his views on the death penalty, mercury levels in fish, and falling investments. He got as far as “I am happy” when he was struck mute again.
And so it went for the next week. Politicians would lose their voice get it back the next day only to lose it again, over and over.
The be continued next Week Tuesday.

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal.
Eino sat in his office early this morning and tried to pull his life together. His entire world view had been shattered. From the time he was a little boy he had believed in a rational universe where everything could be explained. There was no magic. There were no monsters. There were no ghosts or dragons. Everything could be explained. When he was a kid a magic show came to Pigeon Falls and he spent the week after it left figuring out how each trick was done. There was no magic. He had lived by that philosophy and it had served him well.
But now dragons flew down his main street, invisible beings danced in empty shoes, and poured coffee at Nancy’s. A whale popped in out of the Lake of the Loon’s. He had seen it all with his own eyes. If anybody else had told him he would have been sure they were fooled or hallucinating.
But he had seen all these things himself. He had examined the shoes and the piano. He had looked for strings or wires at Nancy’s. In the end unlike the magic show he had no explanation. And yet he knew in his heart there had to be one. He could either give up what he had always believed or he could work harder to find the explanation. He decided to work harder.
Tommy UK was feeling better. He knew he only had to keep his secret until Mary Maxim day and then all would be revealed. He hadn’t even hinted to Eino or Tammy that he had a secret. He was doing very well and soon it would be over.

Wrap Up

Really rough day. Oxygen was down 8 points below normal and I had stomach cramps. Spent most of the day sitting on the bed watching television because that's where the oxygen concentrator is. Whatever this is it usually lasts two or three days then passes over. Now I am going to try to visit my links. Then I really will need a breathing treatment.
GBYA
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