السبت، فبراير 06، 2010

Facebook Wall, A Fable


The Story of

The Facebook Wall





Once upon a time
A time when the great clock blinked
Then dozed off
And took a short nap
A fraud of a monk
Presided over the Temple

He wanted to prove his loyalty
To his Master the King
And his Mistress the Queen
Who, undeservingly, appointed him to that high post

He searched for what could bring joy to his master's heart
And asked everyone
And in his search he learned
And observed
That what really pleases his masters beyond belief

Is when his master sees his pictures
And pictures of the queen
And the crown prince
Carved on the Stones of Great Temples

Painted on the Walls of every building
And when he hears his words
Resounding in every corner of the Kingdom
Being treated like holy gospel
And specially when the limited accomplishments
achieved during his reign
Are blown out, inflated,
into gigantic miracles and unprecedented victories

So, the Monk set out an enormous campaign
to build walls, temples and statues
Glorifying his master and the Royal Family
Carrying his pictures
Reciting his words

But the people observed that things were getting from bad to worse
The hardships were becoming insurmountable
Bread became scarce
And Maat laws were no longer enforced
Except when a poor man is punished
for stealing bread from the wealthy or powerful

So, the People of the Two Lands, decided to go to the King
To raise their grievances to his royal ears











But the bad monk and his assistants
Stood in their way

And scolded them

And the Monk announced
That the Two Lands never had before witnessed
Such a great and just king
And that his reign was but a path
of successive achievements and victories

The people were very frustrated
But were determined that their complaints must be heard

So, they decided to build a wall facing the palace of the King
Where they could write their grievances
Complaints
Demands
And stories
Which tell of what had happened
And what did not
but should have happened

And soon the wall facing the palace
became full of writings of every sort
It became like a giant book
So, the people called it
The Facebook!

The Monk was enraged
He wanted to demolish the wall on the spot
So that no one could see the people's complaints
Many of which were incriminating corruption within the very walls of the temple
Upon which he undeservedly presided

But the Monk could not knock down the wall
without causing an angry uproar
Because Egyptians glorified any wall with writings or symbols on it
For they considered the hieroglyphs and the written word
A sacred and holy gift from the Gods















So, the Monk, devised an evil plan
to achieve his ignoble purpose
Where he claimed that the Great God himself
came to him in a vision while he was asleep

And informed him of an evil plot drawn by the enemies of Egypt
Where by they use agitators and protestors to drive the lands into an upheaval
Thus causing chaos and facilitating their conquest

And that the Great God in his wisdom
Told him that he must set up a competent commission
With many watchful eyes
And with the power to overlook any writings or signs of any kind
Specially those scribed on the Facebook

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So, what will the people do?
Will they let the Monk get way with this evil scheme
Which threatens to deprive them of the only means to express themselves?

Or will the remove the fraudulent Monk, banish him from his office
And demand that the King must listen to their plea and restore justice in through out the land?

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