What became of Oscar? |
Oscar
has made his way to Mexico.
I would like to know more about the ALF, how, where and why of it.
Who helped him and what became of him?
My own tail is on the dark side
and I would like to
have something to
balance it out.
Wherever
Oscar traveled he would find alliances. With Al Gores
Internet help he brought in the Kea's who would become
his scariest lieutenants. Patti a Floridian Sand Hill crane created a kamikaze force that would go after the airlines, inlcuding Air Force One. For some reason Oscar nixed the sacrifice of the Sand Hill cranes, and substituted the more affordable and expendable Snow Geese. Oscar has no scruples in sacrificing a bird or two, especially if they happened to be from the North. As insects became less and less
edible as a food source thanks to the above, the birds opted
to feast on the higher food chain source, 'McHuman.' |
Oscar,
shifted his feathers as he stood above the warm Mexican town. It had been a long
trip from the cold wet climate of Port Angeles, WA and the warmth of
the port town of Manzanillo, was welcome. The sun felt
good
upon the dark black leather jacket that was fastened tightly up to his
neck. A rumble of wheels alerted him to the oncoming of human
presence and his right talon flexed nervously as he touched
the mini Ruger strapped to his left .
His
flock was at his back, ready to attack. Centuries of abuse and
imprisonment had festered far too long and his kind were now striking
back. Gitmo Northwest in Clallam County WA, had taught him well, and he
now used New
Zealand Keas as lieutenants of his force.
No
tire valve would be safe from his beak, windshield wipers were toast
and ripped off during the night, overnight backpackers
learned to
guard their eyeballs. His owl allies had taught him stealth and he and
his kind would attack at night and retreat to hide in the foliage of
palms and trees during the day. Nudist beaches closed up after a few
other balls were nipped off.
The
slow moving cart was smuggling knives to a local cutlery store. Knives
that his informants assured him could be used by the parrots and was
something his tribe needed. The memory of his incarceration and his sewer
cleaning crawls would remain a stench never to be removed. Oscar was
sure that cleaning those pipes was the cause of his feather loss. So
many, so many abuses occur to the underclass. Pesticides sprayed upon
workers and other inhumane practices simply because they happened not
to be citizens of this "Land of the Free."
Air
Force One was brought down by Patti, and Oscar grieved for her sacrifice. To be continued... What happened? More below. |
The pheasants he
had recruited like so many more waited for the order and his
hummingbird spies swarmed
like bees around his head.
The attack on the town proceeded as it did
with the cart. There was little effective resistance. The fishing boats
were
emptied of their catches and everyone was free wheeling and
feeding in dizzy victory. This
was to be repeated all over the coast and
soon spread everywhere.
Was it a cosmic event or something even greater? Suddenly all creatures large and small had their I.Qs increased, putting MAN at a distinct disadvantage. The enslaved and abused rose up and turned on their masters. The scriptures about man’s dominance over animals was turned on its head.
Psalm 8:4-8. Man is more valuable to God than animals –
Even more important, the Bible clearly teaches that men were created in the image of God - Gen. 1:26-28; 5:1; 9:2-6; James 3:9. This is not said of animals.
Finally, the most important proof of
all is that Jesus died to save mankind - human beings, not animals -
Titus 2:11,12; 3:3-7; 1
Timothy
2:4-6; Isaiah 53:5,8; Romans 5:6-9,12,18,19.
If God values animals as equally important to man, why did Jesus not
die for them?
The answer is obvious. Animals have no spirit, no moral responsibility, no eternal destiny, and therefore they are not held accountable for right and wrong
I digress. Animals now had greater intelligence. The cows and sheep that went to the slaughterhouse suddenly bolted in the awareness of their fate. Oscars world had changed and it was one in which 'Man no longer held dominion over the beasts.' Even amongst some humans (myself) there was a sense of relief - an unbinding towards something new.
Oscar
and the Avians had won.
Funny how my dark premise turned out. Edits or comments would be welcome and an invite To NEW BEGINNINGS- like the story ends
Rather than continuing in a story I opted for a quick conclusion. I guess it could be called - God withdrew his permission of man's dominium over the earth and its creatures. Guess that is what comes from struggling in High School English with parsing, conjugating, outlines and creating a story structure. That exceptional teacher never let me get away with anything. She was in-dominate, unfluster-able and simply an ogre. I never got to tell her how much I appreciated her.
All
other contributions will be shown on separate pages as story lines. I
will give
the best a lovely rock, slab, plant or something.
Do contribute. It should be
fun!
For
those who would write about the
how, what, when and where - or FUTURE Oscars
adventures. Contact me!
"To be a rebel is not to accumulate a library of subversive books or to dream of fantastic conspiracies or of taking to the hills. It is to make yourself your own law. To find in yourself what counts. To make sure that you’re never “cured” of your youth. To prefer to put everyone up against the wall rather than to remain supine. To pillage whatever can be converted to your law, without concern for appearance." - Dominique Venner
(c) Herb Senft 2013