Posted on 04/01/2005 5:58:46 PM PST by Dixielander
Michael Schiavo in Hell (a play in one paragraph) By Tom Smith
MS: Where am I? Gosh it is so hot here! Man with No Eyebrows: But I think you will agree it is a very dry heat. MS: Dry! I'll say! I'm so thirsty! I don't think I've ever been so thirsty! MNE: Just you wait. MS: What? MNE: You said you were thirsty? MS: So thirsty . . . MNE: Would you like some nice, cool water? MS: Please! MNE: Let me just check outside. (Goes to door.) Why, how curious. There are hundreds of people out here trying to bring you water. Would you like a cup? MS: Oh yes! MNE: Cold water or warm? MS: Cold! I don't care! MNE: You know, I think we actually have a procedure to determine whether I can give you any water. I don't think I'm permitted to give you water just because you're thirsty! We have rules, you know. MS: Rules? MNE: Oh, yes. Rules and rules. MS: Well, who do I have to ask? MNE: Oh, judges. We have lots of judges here. You may recognize some of them. MS: I don't have time for that! MNE: Trust me. You do. MS: All I want is some water, for Christ's sake! MNE: (Wincing) Please don't swear. (Years later . . . ) MS: Water. Water. I'm so thristy . . . MNE: Oh, look! A package! It seems to be a crate of chilled Evian water sent by Terri and her parents. Do you remember them? MS: Water? Water! Water! MNE: I would let you have some, but that would violate the temporary restraining order issued before the 99th interlocutory appeal to the 666th Circuit. If there's one thing we don't permit around here, it's contempt of court. (Sipping.) Mmmmm. I don' t really prefer Evian. I think it tastes a little soapy or something. Still, it is nice and cold. MS: Water! Huhnnnnnhuuuhhh! MNE: What are you saying, Michael? You seem a little inarticulate. Well, I suppose I know what you really want. You really want to follow the law, right? I knew it. And believe me, just as soon as I am permitted to do so, I will give you a nice big gulp of water, if there's any left, that is! Alas, I must toddle. I must go to visit your attorney. He's right next door, you know!
Did it really have to be only one paragraph? And do you have any suggestions for stopping the blood flowing from my eyes?
Good to see you're not getting too carried away with this whole Schiavo silliness.
Pulitzer Prize material. Probably the exact truth also!
I think it's excellent.
Good, very good, keep up the good work and, THANKS.
"There was a certain rich man who was clothed in purple and fine linen and fared sumptuously every day. But there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, full of sores, who was laid at his gate, desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table. Moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
So it was that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels to Abraham's bosom. The rich man also died and was buried. And being in torments in Hades, he lifted up his eyes and saw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
"Then he cried and said, "Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.' But Abraham said, "Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things; but now he is comforted and you are tormented. And besides all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, so that those who want to pass from here to you cannot, nor can those from there pass to us.'
"Then he said, "I beg you therefore, father, that you would send him to my father's house, for I have five brothers, that he may testify to them, lest they also come to this place of torment.' Abraham said to him, "They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.' And he said, "No, father Abraham; but if one goes to them from the dead, they will repent.' But he said to him, "If they do not hear Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded though one rise from the dead."
Luke 16: 19-31
I find this to be ping worthy! Nice job!
Terri ping! If anyone would like to be added to or removed from my Terri ping list, please let me know by FReepmail!
It is beyond the power of any human to change their trajectory.
Total public penance won't do it.
MS: I'm hungry too . . . MNE: Each It and Eye !!! ;-))
It would have been good, if the author did not take the Lord's name in vain.
that's great!
'And besides all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, so that those who want to pass from here to you cannot, nor can those from there pass to us.'
This passage has always given me chills whenever I read it. It's not God who creates the "great gulf fixed", it's the difference between those who choose to do good and those who choose to do evil. Like the evil we have all witnessed in the starvation murder of Terri. Evil like that can never be bridged and Michael Schiavo knows it deep in that black hole he has for a heart. So does Golum Felos the Energizer Demon-bunny for Death and George Greer, the filthy lawyer in a black robe who deemed himself worthy to play God and execute an innocent angel who never harmed anyone. . In the end Justice will prevail. The clever ones aren't so clever, they've convicted themselves. May their consciences be forever seared.
Well, it won't happen -- no public penance from MRS or Jodi for that matter -- and he does NOT want to ever see Terri again. All he wants are her estate "rights" now. Some are too blind to see.
Bravo!!!!! BTTT
Good!
Reminds me of the "9-11 Terrorist in Hell" scenario that was going around after 9-11.
I wondered how long it would be before someone posted the Lazarus story. So appropriate!
If they ever hand out Ice Man awards Schiavo will have no problem winning.
I wonder how Michael spent his first full day as a widower.
May the ACLU control your feeding tube.
Methinks, booking a flight to Switzerland."
Once the devil's done using youfor whatever you've sacrificed, he discards you like old fishwrap, and whatever promises he made are just lies. Remember Judas Iscariot. In Gibson's "The Passion," the "children" that teased him represented the torment of demons.
How long will it take Michael to apply for a marriage license to wed the girlfriend?
If Jodi's smart, she'll grab the kids and run as fast as she can before it's too late. Who else does he have to bully now?
I want to see one final media photo of Michael solemnly carrying that little urn of ashes.
I had that thought too. Michael's a cruel man. Now that Terri's no longer around for him to abuse, Jodi could be in real danger. (Even a couple of Terri's nurses said that one reason they were afraid to anger Michael was because he'd take his anger at them out on Terri. If that's true, then I have to wonder how many times might he have taken any anger he had towards Jodi out on Terri too?)
If Michael really did beat and strangle Terri until she was brain-damaged, then he has no self-control at all and could easily snap again.
Plus, I suspect that Jodi "knows too much". If she ever does decide to leave, she'd better just disappear without telling him first and make sure he never finds her.
It's hard to have much sympathy for her, though. I suppose it's possible she may have believed his version of the story in the beginning then by the time she found out how cruel he was, she was already too afraid of him to leave. Or maybe she's just as cold and selfish as he is and they deserve each other. I don't know. Either way, she should've never shacked-up with a married man to begin with. Their 2 kids are the only ones I really feel sorry for now.
Quick--get over here--gasping for breath--
Pretending that he cared. He's as phony as they come.
Great fun, fine job!
Sneaking a peek at Jodi Centonze's bank book and buying a new supply of insulin.
Wow!! Thanks.
Our silly local newspaper printed the story of Terri's death as "Terri was cradled in the loving arms of her husband with flowers and music in the room. She was holding a stuffed animal in her arms." How sick! He wouldn't allow her music or flowers or sunlight or television or a teddy bear to hold or anything that would have made her life more enjoyable till it was too late for her to enjoy the simple pleasures of life. So terribly sad.
Isn't it amazing how in this crisis so many of our "fellow" Americans (you can have them: I don't claim them) are in mourning for the "widower" Schiavo. Lincoln was wrong: maybe you can fool all of the sheeple all of the time. Even when "the factw" are in plain view, we can't make the sheeple read and see. And many of the sheeple are "educated" in the popular sense but not in a moral or discerning way.
I think this is the most likely explanation. With the Schiavos, the old adage about "likes" repelling each other may be false. Watch over the next week or too and see if this "jail nurse" reports back to work. If he doesn't, we know there were immediate funds, not just the allure of longer-range "estate rights" he will now so covet.
Inarticulate? That's because words cannot begin to capture the serenity, calmness, and yes, even ecstasy he must be feeling in his grave and dire thirst.
I see with my mind's eye a picture of lovely flowers resting in gracefully designed vases filled with water.
Thanks for the ping Phil. Michael has to spend the rest of his life living with what he has done. Unless he was born without a concience, he will feel the guilt of his decisions.
I heard that the music that was played as Terri lay dying was by Debussy. I began to wonder if the music was Debussy's "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun." Did the newspaper indicate the name of the composition(s)?
MS: Where am I? Gosh it is so hot here!
Man with No Eyebrows: But I think you will agree it is a very dry heat.
MS: Dry! I'll say! I'm so thirsty! I don't think I've ever been so thirsty!
MNE: Just you wait. MS: What? MNE: You said you were thirsty?
MS: So thirsty . . .
MNE: Would you like some nice, cool water?
MS: Please!
MNE: Let me just check outside. (Goes to door.) Why, how curious. There are hundreds of people out here trying to bring you water. Would you like a cup? MS: Oh yes!
MNE: Cold water or warm? MS: Cold! I don't care!
MNE: You know, I think we actually have a procedure to determine whether I can give you any water. I don't think I'm permitted to give you water just because you're thirsty! We have rules, you know.
MS: Rules?
MNE: Oh, yes. Rules and rules.
MS: Well, who do I have to ask?
MNE: Oh, judges. We have lots of judges here. You may recognize some of them.
MS: I don't have time for that! MNE: Trust me. You do. MS: All I want is some water, for Christ's sake!
MNE: (Wincing) Please don't swear. (Years later . . . )
MS: Water. Water. I'm so thristy . . .
MNE: Oh, look! A package! It seems to be a crate of chilled Evian water sent by Terri and her parents. Do you remember them? MS: Water? Water! Water!
MNE: I would let you have some, but that would violate the temporary restraining order issued before the 99th interlocutory appeal to the 666th Circuit. If there's one thing we don't permit around here, it's contempt of court. (Sipping.) Mmmmm. I don' t really prefer Evian. I think it tastes a little soapy or something. Still, it is nice and cold.
MS: Water! Huhnnnnnhuuuhhh!
MNE: What are you saying, Michael? You seem a little inarticulate. Well, I suppose I know what you really want. You really want to follow the law, right? I knew it. And believe me, just as soon as I am permitted to do so, I will give you a nice big gulp of water, if there's any left, that is! Alas, I must toddle. I must go to visit your attorney. He's right next door, you know!
Thank you, Lonesome, for cleaning up the "play." Its a lot easier to read now!
Here's a definition of faun by Micha F. Lindemans:
Among the Romans, fauns were wild forest deities with little horns, the hooves of a goat, and a short tail. They accompanied the god Faunus. Fauns are analogous to the Greek satyrs.
This clown is just a breath away from a bullet. Some misguided, "good-intentioned" extremist will sanction him, sure as God made frogs. May not be today or tomorrow, but it is likely to happen in the future. I doubt I'll mourn his passing.
Now ain't that just sumthin?!
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