JAILBAIT JONES & BRUIT

Solomon wasn’t believing his ears. “A counter charge! What are you talking about, Daniel?”

“I’m just trying to protect you, man.”

“I did not commit any crime.”

“The summons says you did,” returned Daniel. “We shall have to prepare a case. Are you prepared to lie?”

“What the…!” That was the limit. “You are asking me to tell lies? I cannot believe this absurdity! Were you not a magistrate? A senior magistrate?”

Daniel could not contain his laughter. “I’m not on the bench now,” he said. “For your counter charge, you could say the complainant threatened to burn down your house…”

“Daniel!” shouted Solomon. “The thought of telling lies makes me feel nasty, man. What are the possible consequences if I simply explain the truth to the magistrate?”

“You could go to jail,” replied Daniel, adding: “You will have to rehearse your defence.”

"Rehearse lies?" shouted Solomon. "Is this your noble profession, Daniel?"

 

From: A Journey through Love, by John Willoughby

A wise stranger has said that Noise is the ultimate insult!!

It belittles us!!

It gives us nothing at which to strike back. It kills

what is left of many things that we have loved:

music, beauty, friendship, hope and excitement,

and the reassurance of Nature.

Traditionally, noise is used to ridicule,

to embarrass, denigrate, and curse.

While Silence is used for worship, respect ... and

love!!

 

Scrambled Excerpts:

Mahadeo was a watcher, and each day he watched Solomon and Jane dressed and leaving for work. He watched their house, and the paint and galvanized roof. Mahadeo watched their curtains, and their kitchen garden, and their grass. He saw when the sun and the rain and the night fell on their house.

And what Mahadeo saw and liked, Mahadeo kept as his own. He already saw himself as a university person, and more. But as the days followed, and Solomon did not respond to him, he began to feel ignored. The pain inside was returning.

 

...Talk down in the village had also returned to Solomon. “They’re only making fools of themselves,” he said, leaving it at that.

But a fool cannot leave well alone. Mahadeo wanted daily information on the activities of Solomon and Jane. Whenever he hadn’t the time to watch, he set his wife, Balawattia to peep. Mahadeo was the canine sleuth after every visitor to that house! Gripped in his own vice, he asked several of the neighbours to tell him about Solomon’s and Jane’s furniture. Then he wanted to know about their kitchen utensils, their bedroom and their clothes, even their underwear.

Routi’s reply to Mahadeo was: “I don’t take and carry, Mahadeo.” Routi told Solomon what Mahadeo had asked of her. Jane stopped putting out her clothes to dry on the outside line!

Solomon’s favourite attire at work was a simple white shirt and black pants. Mahadeo began wearing white shirt and black pants. He wore his shirt outside his pants to hide his monstrous belly. For his wife, Balawattia, he chose the colours and designs Jane wore!

Then he spoke to Balawattia: “You seeing how those people jealous us? Everything we wearing they wearing.”

“They have nothing else to do?” replied Balawattia.

Mahadeo was pleased with her answer. That evening, he watched as Jane appeared dressed for some function. Mahadeo hurt so much, he called on Elsa at once. He complained to her how Solomon and Jane were always peeping at them. How they even stole the clothes they wore!

Elsa sympathized with him. She consoled: “They are very jealous and nasty people, Mahadeo.”

“You think it is time the other teachers should know about Jane?” Mahadeo hinted.

Elsa did not need a hint. She was hurting as much as Mahadeo. “I was thinking the very same thing, you know.”

“You could visit the school?”

Elsa grinned: “I have a complaint against a teacher abusing my friend’s daughter. I have made it my business!”

“Good!” Mahadeo chuckled, ready to return home.

Elsa apparently wasted no time. The following afternoon, Jane returned fuming from school. It was the first time in all his life, Solomon heard his wife cussing. He was shocked indeed, as he never thought Jane had such abilities with the four letter word!

But Elsa had said more than enough to send Jane’s anger to the extreme. Outside on the road, Toby too, was in shock as he’d never heard Teacher Jane using such language. He told Katie: “Miss Jane must be really vex. But she cussing sounding like sweet music.”

 

...Solomon took to his beers then, discussing their ridiculous, but serious dilemma. Jane was appalled at the scampishness of idiots; and more appalled at the incongruity of the law. Neither could understand the infinite capacity of the fool to concoct lies. Nor could they understand the Covetous Nature, in whose womb the leech was nurtured. And the leech sucked blood until there was not a drop more to be had!

 

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