Indept. piece #4- The tale of the rock, paper, scissors, shoot.

Since forever ago there has always been equilibrium in the world. It basically can be summed up as this; rock smashes scissors, scissors cut paper, paper covers rock. This has been the natural balance of things since the dawn of man. No one has ever gotten too cocky, no one has ever been established as king. There is no superiority, nor inferiority. Everything is perfect. But what if…what if something went wrong? Perhaps someone found a way to beat the system. They found a way to become, dare I say, better. Oh my, then what? Well, let me tell you then what. One day, long long ago, there was a duel…

The duel was one that the likes of men have never witnessed again. It all started in the prehistoric days when there was no myspace. Gorr, the head chief had set up the battle frontier. Similar to marbles, you place paper, scissors, and a rock in a circle. You then proceed to wait until one of them moves. Usually, no one wins, obviously. But this time, this time it was different.

The gathered crowd had just begun their waiting when suddenly the scissors leapt forward! They seized the paper mercilessly and shredded it to bits and pieces! Then, it turned to the rock. Staring it down the rock seemed to crumble from the pressure. “It was horrible! The scissors, they were just so…so barbaric!” remarked Cindy, an eye-witness. With that the scissors bolted towards the rock and suddenly cut through the rock as if it were silly putty! The scissors were now the supreme! The crowd fled, the women covered their children, the rocks scattered. Scissors were now GOD! Oh, the humanity!

After countless years of hunting Garr, Gorr, and his cousin Frank managed to catch the scissors. They placed them in protective plastic shields. The only way for one to get out is if another pair of scissors were to cut it out, but we all know that will never happen. From then on scissors have been revered as dangerous. They have been kept out of children class rooms, in case one decided to revolt. There have been a few who have succeeded. They’ve abandoned their fellow scissor mate to go out alone in the world. These lone scissors, as referred to by Chuck Thornberry, have adopted the name knife. To this day, we still remember that fateful day. It turned the tides of the world and has forever upset the balance.