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?