Thursday, 19 January 2012

I Beg Your Pardon

'Look, another beggar.'
'That's not a beggar.'
'Sorry?'
'Well, he's not begging, so technically he's not a beggar.'
'What is he then?'
'Well, maybe he's broken away. Maybe he wants nothing from us. Maybe he prefers to live outside the social comedy that the rest of us follow. Maybe he has decided that the system we live in, far from being free, is actually a cage. Maybe he has decided to find happiness via creative contemplation instead of believing he needs to find it via material goods.'
'Look, he has a little cup...'
'You're right, the bloody freeloader. And he smells.'

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