Twenty Four April, Twenty Twenty-One
A broken church is one thing but a broken elephant is quite another. You don’t see anyone climbing ladders and fitting the elephant with a new trunk, do you? But the moment the bombing ended, there they went like busy little ants throwing up ladders and scaffolding, hammering throughout the night.
Why is a church more important than an elephant?
That’s not a rhetorical question. I demand an answer. That’s ok. I’ll wait.
I thought as much. You don’t know either. No one does. I’ve asked everyone.
I’ll tell you something. I knew that elephant when it was whole. Yes, yes I did. I know that elephant’s name. No, I’m not going to tell you. What difference does it make now? It’s a broken, unrepairable elephant. The elephant is out and the church is in, although only God knows why. Some people have very odd priorities, I’ve found. I wish they’d take a break or something over there. Must they pound and clatter and saw all day and night?
Say, you look familiar. Where have I seen your face before? Wait. Don’t tell me. It was in the newspaper. Recently. I know. You’re the one in charge of all the hubbub over there, aren’t you? You’re the Chief Architect in Charge of Restoration of that holy pile of rubble. Well, well, well.
Interesting that they put a foreigner in charge. No offense but people around here are distrustful and for good reason. I realize that you’re not one of the ones that was dropping bombs around here and all. That would be rich, though, wouldn’t it? First, you bomb us and then come in and rebuild. Say, that’s actually kind of brilliant. No, no. I understand. You’re not one of them. Your country was neutral you say? Well, I’ve got an opinion about that, but I’ll keep it to myself.
Say, if you’re as good as the newspaper was saying and all, I have a proposition for you. No money in it, but since you’re part of this great humanitarian effort that’s working to get our country back on its feet, this would go a long way towards bringing people around.
See that elephant over there? What do you think?
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