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Busybody Reports


Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap

"Hi-de-ho everybody. This is Michael Jay Busybody in the basement of the local rich man's club where it appears they are holding a contests of wills. I'm speaking to Plutocrat Quacksalver who has invited me to this unusual activity for reasons yet unknown to me. Mr. Quacksalver, I must declare that I am most curious as to both the reason for you calling me, and as to the purpose of this odd thing I'm witnessing. It appears all the world to me that you are highly agitate about something, the which I have no idea, and the man who is locked in the cage in the middle of the room where we stand appears to be quite calm and satisfied. Why, may I ask is this gentleman locked in a cage, and why is he the one who is at peace considering his circumstances?"

"Thank you for accepting my invitation Mr Busybody. The reason I called you here today is because I have listened to your programs and I know you are a person with reasoning abilities and you have a way of working through the facade presented by those in the general public as well as those who place themselves in positions of esteem. As to the man in the cage, this is Sanguine Pecunious, one of the members of our club. Mr Pecunious has an annoying habit of talking both out of turn, and at the most inopportune times. In order to make evident the extent of Mr Pecunious' problem I offered him this contest, the which he gladly accepted."

"I still don't see what the contest is about Mr Quacksalver, nor why this man is in a cage. Perhaps if I was to talk to Mr Pecuniary and get his side of the issue I might better understand the situation."

"I would be most delighted if you could do just such a thing Mr Busybody, because up til now no one has been able to get him to say a word. He just sits there with that self-satisfied grin on his face. He's been at this for a solid month now, the extent of the agreement made between the two of us. At the midnight hour, the contest is over. And unless Mr Pecuniary speaks before the clock on the wall sticks twelve, he will have won the bet."

"You're presenting me with a most unusual situation I must say Mr Quacksalver. You say this man will win the bet, but isn't that exactly what you desire of him? That is, wasn't it your intention to teach him how to hold his tongue for any length of time? He is doing what you asked of him. Why do you now want him to break the silence that you, yourself established?"

"You don't understand Mr Busybody. There's a lot more to this contest than meets the eye. You see, Mr Pecuniary is in dire financial straits and he must acquire a million dollars by the end of this month or face financial ruin and a jail sentence, which of course would ruin his reputation both in the club, and in the community at large. No one knows of Mr Pecuniary's situation but myself, and that, of course, is how he wants it to remain."

"Yes, I can understand his situation Mr Quacksalver, however your attitude and disposition is still a mystery to me. Again, I can see Mr Pecuniary's situation, and I must admit I admire his fortitude and his willingness to undertake such a challenge when it goes so contrary to his nature. I can see the very strong possibility of him losing the bet and in so doing lose everything else besides. I ask again, why are you so concerned about him doing what he was asked to do?"

"As I said Mr Busybody, you are not in possession of all the facts. And neither, I must declare, is Mr Pecuniary. If he were in such possession, he would have given up this nonsense long ago."

"It would appear to me Mr Quacksalver that you are the only one in possession of the facts everyone needs to make a reasonable appraisal of the situation, and thereby to do what is best for all involved. Yet it appears to me you are not willing to divulge these unknown facts. Is there a reason for your reluctance to breathe fresh air into this situation?"

"Mr Busybody, if you will observe the clock on the wall you will see that we are rapidly running out of time. I did not bring you here to cross examine me and my intentions. What I desire of you is to somehow get Mr Pecuniary to break his silence before the deadline. So far you have not taken even a step in that direction. I'm counting on you to do as I say, I have no other option at this late date. Please now, talk to Mr Pecuniary and get him to see the light."

"Mr Quacksalver, I have no light to share with Mr Pecuniary. You refuse to provide the light needed with which to clear up this whole mess. As you said when we first began this interview, I have seen many people and I've been able to uncover their hidden nature and their real intention they try so desperately to conceal. If I may say so, I believe I see this in you as well. Promises are easy to make Mr Quacksalver, but promises do not necessarily lead to fulfillment of those promises. I have found that easy promises come at a high price when all is said and done. In fact, the easier the requirements, and the greater the rewards offered, the less chance there is of those promises seeing fruition. Am I coming across to you Mr Quacksalver? In a word, there is nothing I can do for you unless you are willing to air the entire truth of the matter."

"It's too late now Mr Busybody. As you can hear, the clock has struck midnight. I have lost the bet. I am ruined."

"You are ruined Mr Quacksalver? I thought it was Mr Pecuniary here who is now ruined. How do you come to the conclusion that you are ruined?"

"Mr Busybody, Mr Pecuniary, I have a confession to make. I'm sorry Sanguine. I am truly sorry, both for your sake and for mine. But because of our foolish bet, I fear we will both have to take the fall. Sanguine? The bet is over now, you can speak. You've won. But the terrible truth is, I have no money. I'm in as bad a strait as are you. I'm a fraud. I've been living a charade that now I, as will you, have to surrender. Sanguine? Why do you stand there with that horrified expression? Don't look at me that way. Yell at me, tell me what you think of me. Don't just stand there and stare. I'll make it up to you somehow. Sanguine? Why are you crying? Sanguine? Sanguine?"

"Mr Quacksalver, it appears that, as I've seen so often, Mr Pecuniary has made the ultimate sacrifice in order to acquire what he felt he most needed, and that he trusted would be his reward. He has had his tongue cut out."

13But evil men and seducers shall wax worse and worse, deceiving, and being deceived. (2Tim 3:)

7Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. 8For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. 9And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. (Gal 6:)

22Because with lies ye have made the heart of the righteous sad, whom I have not made sad; and strengthened the hands of the wicked, that he should not return from his wicked way, by promising him life: (Ezek 13:)

[Acknowledgment: This story has been adapted from an old Twilight Zone TV program way back in the black and white era. Other than the characters used here, there is nothing original on my part.]




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