It was tempting to start this post referring to the flight of the Jabberwocky. But as it is completely irrelevant to anything else I have to say, and it is not known whether a Jabberwocky can fly anymore then a Balrog can, it is about as pointless to argue either for or against the flight capabilities of either a Balrog or the Jabberwocky. However, if either appears, running is usually a good option, assuming you’ve not had your breakfast yet. Unfortunately, there are some corners of the world where these questions are taken very seriously, to the point where people start getting quite nasty indeed to each other. Over Balrog wings. Is not loving your neighbor a little more important than whether a Balrog has wings or not?
Therefore, I shall talk about rubber chickens instead. Although there isn’t a lot to be said about them, they’re chickens, and they’re rubber. How cool is that? I always say, instead of political arguments, why don’t we all argue about rubber chickens? But, alas, the political arguments continue, and on the subject of chickens of rubber, there is silence. Talk about the purpose of a rubber duck then! You never know when you’ll need to know the answer to the all important question as to what exactly its purpose actually is.
If bored one can always throw tea in the harbor, any harbor will do, though for some odd reason Boston, Massachusetts, United States of America, is usually prefered for this sort of activity. It is rumoured that this is a tradition going back centuries, often for some protesting purpose or other such thing, so you might want to think up something to be protesting beforehand. Unfair treatment of rubber ducks for instance. Or to demand that a statue of the Emperor of the United States is to be placed in every city. (Yes, there was actually a person who declared himself to be Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico.)
I firmly believe that hot chocolate could solve most of the world’s problems, as the problem is that people are so notoriously stubborn about things, but if we all got together and drank hot chocolate together, then perhaps we could find that we could work together in more than just drinking hot chocolate. No wonder these government things never get anything done. Who can do anything in such a grumpy, look at us, we’re big important people, atmosphere? That’s where the hot chocolate comes in handy. It’s hard to maintain such a grumpy, I’m a big important person, manner when you have a whipped cream mustache. Never say dreams are impossible, I read an article a couple of years ago about how one man’s children suggested just throwing a sleepover with the leaders of the world to solve the world’s problems, and they did. I find it inspiring, and it’s not so very different then the hot chocolate solution to the world’s problems. It’s a miracle in itself I found the article again, I couldn’t remember anything other than world leaders, sleepover, and children. Thank goodness for Google.
Yes, it’s a big scary world out there, but that doesn’t mean there are not solutions, they just might not be the expected solutions. In all seriousness, it is important to have an answer to the purpose of the rubber duck, a statue of the Emperor should be placed in cities, and hot chocolate should be served at every gathering of the world’s leaders, and maybe at a sleepover. We are often keen on pursuing things, but forget that sometimes we over-complicate them in our desire to see them as important.