Coddled Yeggs: A Parable for Our Times 0
They raise their firearms, carefully taking aim; they caress the triggers lovingly and let fly the cartridges.
They strike their targets, who drop lifelessly.
“Oh, no,” they cry, “I did not intend to do that regardless of how it might have looked. It was an accident.”
“That’s okay,” replies Mr. Enforcer. “As you are a member of the Fraternity of the Fair-Skinned, I must take you at your word.
“Oh, and before you go, have a cookie.”