A short story about censorship. by ejetzer, literature
Literature
A short story about censorship.
Albert was boiling with rage. Susie had just spoken to the kids. "Everything will be alright," she said, "Robert & Christian will do a wonderful job, your friend will be fine in no time. Who wants to play telephone?" she added to change the subject. "How is such hypocrisisy even possible?" thought Albert. "She is outright lying to those kids. What will that do them when they hear the truth?"
What happened is simple enough. On the side of the pool, everything normal, the lifeguards, Robert & Christian, watching the kids play in the water. A normal day at a swimming camp. Robert had turned around a few seconds to help a young kid put on his sw
Cats are awesome, but not nearly
As much as their close cousin,
The Tiger from Bengali.
Such deceit on their parts!
No way I will be ruled by cats,
Oh smallest felines of this world,
Wait a moment and think about it,
All hails to tigers, the hells to cats,
Yay thrice for the Overlords.
Little Tim was quite hoarse, from playing with his wooden horse. Nobody was home, and since he was alone, he simply rode his wooden horse, hoping for his sore to go. There was no one home and he was all alone. All alone. More than alone. With himself, and hos wooden horse. The room was small but the house was big, he was little, but dreamed just as big; as the house of his, as the world he was in, as the universe he thought he'd been. He thought of gore, of whore-ific war, solely in his head, never yet... in his hands. Those who wronged him, oh, horrible thing, were fated, by himself, simply, sharply, wholeheartedly to death. But a gruesome d
A short story about censorship. by ejetzer, literature
Literature
A short story about censorship.
Albert was boiling with rage. Susie had just spoken to the kids. "Everything will be alright," she said, "Robert & Christian will do a wonderful job, your friend will be fine in no time. Who wants to play telephone?" she added to change the subject. "How is such hypocrisisy even possible?" thought Albert. "She is outright lying to those kids. What will that do them when they hear the truth?"
What happened is simple enough. On the side of the pool, everything normal, the lifeguards, Robert & Christian, watching the kids play in the water. A normal day at a swimming camp. Robert had turned around a few seconds to help a young kid put on his sw
Cats are awesome, but not nearly
As much as their close cousin,
The Tiger from Bengali.
Such deceit on their parts!
No way I will be ruled by cats,
Oh smallest felines of this world,
Wait a moment and think about it,
All hails to tigers, the hells to cats,
Yay thrice for the Overlords.
Little Tim was quite hoarse, from playing with his wooden horse. Nobody was home, and since he was alone, he simply rode his wooden horse, hoping for his sore to go. There was no one home and he was all alone. All alone. More than alone. With himself, and hos wooden horse. The room was small but the house was big, he was little, but dreamed just as big; as the house of his, as the world he was in, as the universe he thought he'd been. He thought of gore, of whore-ific war, solely in his head, never yet... in his hands. Those who wronged him, oh, horrible thing, were fated, by himself, simply, sharply, wholeheartedly to death. But a gruesome d