An Alaskan Laments- Our Sarah Is Gone.

Funny story written by rfreed

Thursday, 23 July 2009

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Frosty Misses Sarah And Is Very Lonely.

The halls of the mansion have been cold and dark for many months, though it be the height of summer . Since the decisions of November have been cast a new wind has blown across the land and the Queens footfalls have barely been heard upon the marble floors. The rooms are empty; her spirit has gone elsewhere. Even when her physical presence is here, her spirit is not. It has stayed in the warm lands of the south where they sing her name in praise. Some there call her their redeemer, some even saviour. Many believe her to be the chosen one to lead them out of oblivion.

Among us there are those who wonder what keeps her away. This year especially the normal gloom of rain has not enshrouded Juneau; instead we are basked almost daily in the blessings of warm sunshine and embracing winds. Perhaps it is because we have not the love for her we once had. At one time she united both strands of the rope that bind Alaska. Now again it is frayed and the twists are unraveling as much as they ever had.

For the last months of winter and all of the spring we have had the ghost of her to serve us. Her presence is requested at council, but only her ghost appears. We have the shadow of a person departed, and only the shadow to discourse with. And now, in the full summer of our year, when the sun is in the widest arc of our day, when the fireweed dances bountifully in the wind, when Nature is a cornucopia of abundance and beauty, now in the best of days she has chosen to say that she will leave us fully.

We have been rent asunder. We have been discarded and abandoned- a bastard child left out to die in the cold. Our nurturing mother has left us, castrating her womb from us. She from whom the blessings downward flow has severed her umbilical cord to us and we are cast adrift in uncertain seas. Where once was a steady, soothing hand there is now nothing to hold on to. Another has taken it for a sudden elopement and we are left cuckolded and alone.

We know the dawn will come again tomorrow in the dog days of summer. But slowly we are slipping back into the darkness of winter when the cool hand of night slowly makes its presence omniscient. And now we must face that darkness alone without the guide we once had. Oh, woe unto us who are the forsaken, we have been left orphaned by the seducers of State who have taken our mother away. We are left with but her ghost to warm us.

Now we have only old 'I Love Lucy ' shows to comfort us.

The funny story above is a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious.

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