The Sock Puppet:
Professor Wittgenstein, you know everything, don’t you?
Wittgenstein: Yes
- and zen some, as zey say across der pond
TSP: Tell us,
therefore, why didn’t the Israelites fight like this against the Nazis?
PW: Because zat we
see is not fighting.
TSP: …or, for that
matter, against the Romans – who kicked them off the promised land in the first
place?
PW: As I implied, zis
is unconventional warfare, not such as took place between der former Great Powers.
TSP: Could you
expand on that thought?
PW: Let us use an
analogy from ze animal kingdom. Der ant, for example. Zis is merely a local issue
of territory. In ein fulltank of time, it vill be resolved by superior force.
TSP: Do you mean
by God?
PW: Nein; in my
analogy, God vud not take sides, but behave like der child who - in zeir glee
and impotence - stamps randomly on der ants as they go about zeir business. Ze
superior force would be amongst der ants zemselves. Ze stronger group is prevailing,
zat is all.
TSP: Wiping out
their opponents?
PW: Well, zere is
generally collateral damage venever der vanquished foe are forced to give up zeir
position. But aside from amongst der human snowflakes, zis kind of activity
goes on villy-nilly everywhere.
TSP: So you are
comparing the Israelites to insect colonies such as ants?
PW: Ach, nein, you
über dolt! What I am saying is zat human beings have forgotten zeir roots
within ze animal world. No one is crying foul when der lion brings down der
ailing vilderbeest, or ven ein kolony of fire ants overruns ze nest of a rival species.
Zat is nature at work. So when one tribe of humans decides to invade zer lebensraum
of its rival, so what? Zat is ze real life, mein old chum. Defend yourself and
repel ze boarder, if you can. If you can’t, zen better up sticks and look for der
new place occupied by ein volk less able to defend zemselves. It is hund eating
hund out zere, and pointless pretending otherwise.
TSP: Ah, now I get
you!
PW: Und I should
jolly vell hope so.
TSP: As always,
thank you for your wisdom, Professor!
PW: Never mind all
zat, just leave der florin on ze sideboard as you go out.
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| Nein Gott! |
