It had been a little at first, but then all at once, it seemed. There were comments on the less traveled corners of the internet, but when people started deleting their Facebook accounts and craigslist became glutted with used furniture that had to be gone, right away, right then, even people who were normally proud of their ignorance were starting to take notice. By the time the broadcast news anchors, who it seemed were so late to the game, gave up their posts on air, the cable news shows had long been silent. There was no need for anyone to talk about the picayune events of the day. The governmental structures dismantled themselves soon after and with it came all sorts of businesses, the white collar caverns left silent.
She had taught them, and strangely, they had learned. It had been taken to heart, and what everybody had once thought society was and should be seemed comic, even cruel. Really, what was life about? You couldn't ignore it, once you had seen it. For many, that was enough. But for some, few, those who had the desire, there was a need to seek her out. The sober cabin, not remote but not well-traveled, seemed less impressive than the truth that had swept the world. Outside, a man waited. He would say, "Not yet" or "Not today." He was smooth, comfortable. Was this her work?
One day, he would say, "She will see you."Statistics: Posted by odradek — Thu Mar 10, 2016 4:03 pm
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