Anarchy Across the Universe: A Cautionary Fable --Vandalism on the Net

I am sure most of us are thankful to the federal court judge who ruled the wire tapping of the NSA unconstitutional. Go Dee-troit! I am sure this case will go all the way to the Supremes. Maybe we do have a chance. The Supremes came froom Motown, a Dee-troit label.

There is a very funny post in Abnormaly Normal about Chuck Norris, the idol of so many pre-pubescent pimply boys. I never saw his work. I know of him enough to appreciate the humor.

The Unruly Cherry Tomatoes

Once there were unruly cherry tomatoes in need of a lot of care. They needed to be trained; their natural tendency was to crawl on the earth and get eaten by bugs. They hated the praying mantis. The praying mantis preyed on them. The cherry tomatoes believed in vandalism only.

They loved to spread around and take the other plants' places. They challenged the pear tree, the squashes, the basil. Even confined to a little vegetable garden, the cherry tomatoes couldn't help their acid nature and trip on trouble.

They worshiped one cherry tomato, which from afar seemed to be bigger, stronger, braver. It was all an illusion, a matter of perspective. This tomato was just like them. It happened to be located to the north of all of the others, which could never see it close enough.

The cherry tomatoes wouldn't give up. After basking in a few episodes of vandalism in the vegetable, enjoying their fifteen minutes of fame for wreaking havoc lives and ecossystems, the little creatures were sent to Greenland.

"Greenland! How kewl!" They arrived at night time and were ignorant of what Greenland looked like. They thought it had to be green. They were very excited at the opportunity of harassing new veggies.

The sun rose, bringing them to a harsh reality.

In the morning, they could see the real Greenland. And they saw their leader, a cherry tomato no different than any other one. They were as furious as growing little cherry tomatoes can get.

I hate to tell you. May I? Do you remember the joke Uma Thurman tells in "Pulp Fiction" ?

"Father Tomato and baby Tomato are crossing the street. Father Tomato says, 'Watch out for the truck!' 'What ...splosh?' "

Moral of the story: Listen to your Father and consider the perspective of it all. Never forget Adam and Eve's oufits after being banned from Paradise. Just in case. :P