Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Rock Paper Scissors

The children are sitting on the stairs, playing Rock Paper Scissors. Suddenly one of them extends his hand, palm upward, fist unclenching in a five-fingered explosion. "Bomb!" he cries, his eyes alight with triumph. "Bomb beats everything."

The others argue. He's wrong. He can't change the rules like that. It isn't fair.

But in their heads they are remembering the things they have seen on the late night news, or that they have heard their parents talk about when they are supposed to be asleep. It's true, the Bomb does beat everything.

In a minute or two they are going to give in to this. In a minute or two they will all be wishing they had thought of it first.

And come the next round they're all going to use it, this new move, this Bomb. After all, it's unbeatable, isn't it?


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8 comments:

Anonymous said...

sad yet true

Vi said...

Children will be children, won't they?

:) said...

wow. a point made so simply it gave me goosebumps.

Anonymous said...

Brilliant !
The last 2 lines reminded me of Dr. Strangelove :)

Anonymous said...

very nice.

Revealed said...

I would have thought a plane, but heck, a bomb's just as good!

Cheshire Cat said...

Love of our Fellow Creatures beats Bomb.

Love and peace, people, love and peace...

Anonymous said...

nice one man.