In God they trust

The night still reigns on the city, its black cloak still covers the people who deeply sleep and dream about all the things to come, the good ones or bad ones, happy or sad ones and the ones that will never become true. On the street only deaf and far noises are heard, but since there is no one who hear them, then they are there for nothing, they are there for nobody. In some hours people will wake up and crowd the streets, they will go to restaurants to have their usual breakfast, they will go to the mall and buy stuff to stuff their homes and to people they say they love, they will go to work, loads of bored housewives to the gym, some of them will go to see the doctor and the rich to play golf. In one of the main streets, very early in the morning, just after the sunrise you will be able to see this young and ambitious business man, all properly dressed in his black suit, tie, hat and suitcase, who walking by the street suddenly will decide that it would be a profitable idea to shit right there in the middle of the sidewalk, just like that, just like if nothing happened, just like if there was no one around. So he will unbutton and drop his pants down, trying to keep the equilibrium he will push as hard as possible so a good amount of shit falls to the floor; people in a hurry passing by will look at him disgusted and will try to avoid walking by him and his big and smelly shit lying on the floor, but after buttoning up his pants he will begin to shout speaking wonders of his shit, -Ladies, gentlemen, just take a good look at it!, It’s wonderful, it’s perfect!, I did it my self only for you! I did it only for your pleasure!- People will look at him only like one more of all those mad people in town, and to avoid him, will just keep on walking as fast as possible away from him. After some minutes he will manage to convince a guy, some teenager, an easy victim, so influenciable and vulnerable, so ready to accept ideas that may “contradict” the established values of his society. The businessman will convince him to actually stop there and take a good deep look to his still steamy shit, and he will tell him: -look at its shape, it’s like a mountain in miniature, like a bonsai of a great hill, now pay attention to its colors and the way they shine with the sunlight, if you see it from here you will even be able to find a face, and if you take those edges here and there you will find the word “sex” on it. Now son, look it from there, you will find some undigested peanuts and a half way eaten olive incrusted there, its just very modern art! Isn’t it magnificent? - The young teenager deeply staring at the shit will think, -Hey, wait a second, it is indeed a pretty fabulous shit- And he will even get closer to observe it better. The business man, convinced of this success, will continue shouting out the wonders of his shit, people will still be walking by, but this time they will all see a person really interested on the shit, so some of them will dare to approach and take a closer look at it; the first ones will be kids, more teenagers, then young men and ladies, finally some old men and women; all of them! students, teachers, and tons of teenagers; all kinds of people surrounding and carefully listening the business man and paying close attention to his shit; they all, one by one, will be sure they are seeing a wonderful thing and would even swear they never saw something as incredible as this shit on the middle of the sidewalk. On his end, the business man will see that no more people can fit the area, and that some of them at the very edges of the circle formed by a huge mass of people begin to leave the place, so suddenly he will say: -And if it looks that good, imagine how it must taste! - A general exclamation of desire will be produced and suddenly they all will feel the need of tasting it, the urgency of deeply finger it and take a good amount of shit to their mouths, they will even die to do it and will begin to push each other and to hit with elbows and knees to the people in front or next to them, but the businessman will say. –No, no, no fellows, one at the time, take your place on the line and please have your wallets handy that a piece of this wonder will cost you some money. So, who wants to be the first in give it a try?- Everyone there will take out their purses and wallets with excitement, the kids will empty their pockets and the ladies will even take some money out of their bosoms, and after handing the money to the businessman they will all crowd around the shit and finger it like if it was something as delicious as strawberry marmalade to spread on a toast and put it on their tongues, They will all think is truly delicious; the businessman will stay apart and outside of the crowd and holding and counting the money will maliciously smile. When the people is almost done and there are even some people licking the floor and even an old lady who couldn’t stand the weight of others and died with her tongue stuck on the floor, somebody on the other corner will suddenly shout out loud, -Hey, come take a look at this wonderful vomit- People will go rushing to see it. But nothing of this has happen yet, people is still asleep warm and safe at their beds and the businessman who will shit on the street is still far from conscious; his wakeup clock will ring in some few more hours and he has no idea what he will do today to earn some money, By now, the whole city stills sleeps in peace. Poor idiot fellow citizens of this crazy empire: In God they trust.