Because of the weekend I just had I feel the need to revisit this entry. Some things just don’t change, unfortunately.
The Land of Peaceatanycost
In the Land of Peaceatany cost, the town’s people seemingly go about their days in the same fashion as in any other town. They live and die. Laugh and cry. Dream and sing and moan and groan.
What makes this town different is that half of the residents will do anything to keep from being disliked! If a child wants something one parent said no to, the other parent will say yes! If a deal is made between two people which disturbs a third party, the deal is broken.
In this Land, the children appear to be very happy. They get pretty much whatever they want from an indulgent parent and go out beyond curfew with little or no consequences. When they want money, it magically appears in their hot, little hands! In these same homes, there is one parent who is the hero and the other who is the ogre. The ogre often cries. Alone. Or screams! But is ignored.
When these children grow up, they invariably set out on their own to other lands believing that they will be able to make their own fortunes. What with their charms which achieved their already easy living it would be so simple to conquer other worlds – maybe the entire world!! So, off they go…
…and home they return shortly thereafter. The world, you see, didn’t like them very much. When one of the grown children ranted , they were thrown out on their ears! When they insisted on respect , they were told to earn it. When they wanted to be fed because they were hungry, they were told to get a job.
"But I am special!"
"You are nothing."
What is left for them to do but to return to where they were princes and princesses?
What will become of them?
What will become of us?