"Good
morning, and how are you feeling on your high pinnacle above
civilisation?"
"Civilisation?
Well it is a bit confined to say the least. For the past few hundred years all
I see is the main street. The only purpose I seem to serve is a photo subject
for the tourists and inquisitive types like yourself, that think holding an
interview with me will be interesting."
"But
I noticed you were covered over for the past weeks. Now they have removed your
covers and you look like new."
"i
would hope so, all that slime and grime from the continuous water spashes, I
was really turning green in certain places. Now I have been cleansed, although
being showered with chemicals and hard jets of water was really very
uncomfotable. It was not really done for my benefit, just for the general
public that stare at me when they do not have anything more worthwhile to do.
Now look at that, there is a man down there in the crowd in the street, just
dipped his hand into the open handbag of a lady standing next to him and she
did not even notice. Took her purse out."
"Is
there nothing you can do about that?"
"Am
I supposed to shout, point my fist, throw a stone at the thief? Hardly, they
constructed my body to be strong, but forgot the inside parts. Even my brain is
carved out of stone. You would be surprised what I see up here. Do you
remember the house roof that was destroyed by fire?"
"That
was last year, it was in the newspaper."
"I
can tell you that was uncomfortably close. One of the hottest days of my life.
Even had a few black sooty marks to prove it. No-one seemed to bother about
cooling me down, the firemen were only interested in the building that was
burning. No consideration. I did not ask to be put here, listening to the
endless noise from a stupid fountain. Typical human - just thinking of
theirselves and a boost for the town. Not that people visit because of me,
mainly because of the cathedral standing behind me."
"But
you are a vey nice statue. Are they horns on your head?"
"On
my head? How am I supposed to know what I have on my head, when I cannot turn
it or look into a mirror. Now and again I do have a few negative thoughts. I
would love to move around and look at what is behind me. A cathedral? I must
admit it is not my sort of thing. Would prefer a night club, or a bar. Bring a
bit of spice into the surroundings."
"I
think I will have to end this interview. The sky is darkening and I felt a few
drops of rain. I heard some thunder in the background."
"Lucky
you, no go along and hide in a nice warm dry place. Don't bother about me
standing here in the pouring rain with lightning flashes all around me. I am
used to it. Just a few more green streaks on my body from the rain. And do not
forget, there is many a monster which has been brought to life through a touch
with a bolt of lightening."
I'm glad I'm not a statue. Would hate to have to stand outside in all weathers.
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