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You will probably find the following fictional account very disgusting. It is not intended as entertainment. It takes place in the far future. Permission is granted to reproduce this in electronic form, provided it is left whole and unedited, including this header. All other right reserved. It is directed at those groups known for their tolerance or intolerance and those who are traditionally victimized by the intolerant. Be warned that the possession of the following is illegal in Canada and several Moslem nations in the middle east and Asia. The Pit As the song came to its resounding conclusion, the congregation gave praise to God, as was their custom. The leader of the congregation stepped to the podium and complimented the chorus and then continued with his prepared text. After a time, he called a family from the pews and introduced the woman who stepped before the podium. The woman said, "This is is my daughter Esmirelda and she would like to tell you of an event that took place yesterday", and she stepped aside. Esmirelda, an eight year old girl, lowered a small platform attached to the podium and stepped up onto it. She smiled at the assemblage of people and they, each and every one, smiled back. She spoke quietly, but the sound system brought her voice to each of the listeners, "I was at the park yesterday, playing with my friends. A thin old man walked into the park, pulling a large cart with a box on it. He pulled the cart over to the area by the trees at the edge of the park. He laid a large tarp down on the ground and unfolded it. Next he opened the box and lifted out a large dead dog. Several of my friends had been watching the man, but they looked away then because they did not want to see the dead dog. I'm not sure why I kept watching." She continued, "I watched as he laid the dog carefully on the tarp. He then took off all his clothes and folded them neatly and laid them on the cart. He laid down on the tarp and started having anal sex with the dead male dog. I decided to walk over because I thought something must be wrong with the man and I thought that maybe I could help him." She wrinkled her nose in a memory of disgust, "When I got about a meter from the man and the dog, I suddenly smelled this awful smell and at the same time I started to hear the man making loud noises. I hadn't been able to hear him before. I asked the man if he would like me to call the mind-healers, but he said that he did not need them. He said that his dog had died of old age, 10 days ago and that he had buried him, but that morning, he had woken up and known that he needed to dig his dog up and do what he was doing now." A bit more quietly, looking at her mother for encouragement, she continued, "I asked him if the thought maybe he might spread disease by what he was doing, but he said no. He had had the dog irradiated and no germs remained on or in the dog. I mentioned that that the dog still smelled awful and he told me that he had a scent and sonic damper active and he pointed to a box on the tarp. He said that if I hadn't moved that close that I would not have smelled the dog or heard his noises." "I still thought that there must be something wrong with the man, even though he didn't want the mind-healers. All I could think to do was reach out an stroke his hair. I knew that it makes me feel better when my mom strokes my hair when I feel bad. He continued to have sex with the dog as I stroked his hair. He made a loud noise and he took out a large knife. He stabbed the dead dog in the head and belly and then he rubbed the guts and filth from the dog on his naked body." "He laid quietly for about a minute and then got up and used a sonic cleaner to remove all the filth from his body. He rolled the dog up in the tarp and put the whole thing back in the box. He put his clothes back on and started to pull the cart away. I asked him if there was anything I could do to help him, because I was still worried for him. He smiled and told me no. He said he was happy." The congregation was very surprised at hearing this story, but they praised the child and congratulated her on her wisdom. They continued with their worship. Just outside the door, sat a thin old man, listening to every word. He smiled. It was over at last. The fruit of the tree of knowledge had at last been digested. Even the last rock-hard pit had been consumed. Intolerance, the sin that comes from an incomplete knowledge of good and evil, had finally been expunged from the Soul of Man. The man and his brother, the dog, ascended into the sky. He barely noticed the difference as he passed from this world to the next. |