Recruiting

Posted by yz on Monday, September 21, 2009 in

Hey! You. Yeah, you. No don’t run…I said don’t run! Brutus! Thank you Brutus for tackling our guest and bringing him back. You are not our guest? But you stopped when I called. What is that? Stop, hesitate, potayto, potaato, it’s all the same. Could you stop mumbling…eeh? Eeh? Ridiculous! Brutus wouldn’t hurt a fly! Explain the teeth? He was doing you a favour. Who actually uses all 32 of them anyway? The leg? Your leg must have been broken before and you just hadn’t realized. Now can you listen. You stopped so you might as well. ..You’re not interested in what I have to say? How can you not be interested when I haven’t even begun? Don’t answer that, for someone who wanted to talk you are now behaving oddly. Anyway….AHEM AHEM. It is a matter of general concern that has brought us together. I represent a downtrodden few, betrayed, deceived, exploited and now yearning for change. We are an approaching storm that can not be pacified. Nothing can hold us back. We have been given a challenge and now like that movie of a few men against an army of an intersex king we shall …what? Thank you, 300. Now where was I? … we shall triumph! We are like Usain Bolt! These are things that you know and understand, that make your insides quiver with excitement. But we are more than that. We are shadow within shadow; the sharp edge of a knife; our fury will be a tsunami of terror! This movement is invincible because our vision is pure! We seek nothing but vindication and release from these shackles of our oppressors…Brutus kindly prevent our guest from continuing to drag his self towards the exit. Now where was I? Oh yes, we are a movement awoken by the cries of the citizens. Yes, called as one day a trumpet shall sound and you will 2-step your way to judgement. That which plagues on our society has harmed more citizens than is right…. What? …Of course we have a quota. We can’t be starting up underground movements every time someone complains. I mean, you have been complaining since you asked me to talk to you and not a word you have said makes sense, let alone become a foundation for a movement like ours. What? Are you going on about specifics again?! I don’t believe this! Brutus, I think our guest must have been in a hurry this morning… Why? Well, quite obviously he is wearing his better half’s underwear and now certain parts of him can’t breathe and he taking his frustrations out on us… You don’t have to get defensive, sir. ... Neither Brutus nor I is interested in checking. I am always correct about this kind of thing…Sigh. Instead of stretching your knowledge on profanities you should give yourself time in the morning to make sure that you don't make mistakes…Brutus help him be quiet. Aaaah, now in one your profanities you mentioned that our dress code is slightly off kilter. It is symbolic my future recruit. As our clothes are inadequate, we symbolize that the tyrants are inadequate from bedroom to boardroom. They lack it all! Compassion! Insight! Innovation! Brotherhood! We are the future my new recruit…stop fidgeting every time I call you new recruit. Take the gag out Brutus….going on about specifics again, huh? If you weren't interested, you'd have left already! You can't? You are capable of anything! But back to the point, I will ask you a question recruit. Do you have integrity? Then we agree that you do. Integrity is our movement’s back bone! The persecutors sold theirs off unaware that we would rise with ours as a a flaming sword to cut them away like the diseased flesh they are! Recruit, a wise man once said that fairness, freedom and justice are more than words; they are perspectives. He was right, they are our perspectives! We are the….Brutus, I am going to ask you a question and I don’t want you to get upset like last time. Did you remember to take our recruit’s phone away from him? I thought as much. We must get moving then. The persecutors approach. Recruit, take heart. We will meet again. Till then, adieu…. how many times have I told you that when you are carrying me, you don’t me need to hold me there Brutus…