Frights of the Victims

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Chapter 4

Why were the clinicians very interested in her and her words and when she said kill Tom what did she mean and why was not it written what she said what does it matter when she really meant something very difficult different even not the word kill.

Why is the psychologist putting words into her mouth and what is less empowering is what does one see in her what does one feel for her? The heroic victim the disaster the literary failure the fool who thinks she is better than us. Especially me.

Why is she obsessed with the romantic poets why is she eaten with them and why is she into their lives as well as their poems. Why did she feel more for their little children dying and them watching on helplessly and what does it matter to the generous public when they too can watch as well? What would you give to have poetry as the wealth of that which you seek? Nothing I would say and shatter the calm nothing comes of nothing than you are not a poet but I am that is why I am not giving anything of mine to you lot.

“I would give my right arm for the things which I seek someone said.”

“I would give up my day job and become a full-time writer?”

“Nobody wants you.” The tutor said going to the side of the man who would give up his right arm.

“My dear fellow a true writer.”

“How would he write if he did not have an arm?”

“He would use machines.”

“Then technically the machine will become the author. I do not read what machines write.”

“You are not saying another word she has spoilt the moment.”

Let me begin this literary story with the strong little comment about the day which we live in it is humbug. Well it is what does the word mean it is without a doubt one of those things which says do what I do but not what I say. We say very wise words and we mean well but when it comes down to it well it is all up for grabs.

That is why we have the word which states plainly humbug equals us which we as the 21-century people are. Hurrah this is England and we live in the age which one tells everyone one is useful and good and comes home not to do the dishes but to have sex and then put the cat out and then not the children because they are out.

Where?

“Just out.”

“Did they come out or what?”

“I haven’t seen them in a while so do not know.”

“Humbug?”

“Try it and see.”

“Tastes like vile.”

“No, it more it might taste nicer.”

“No thank you I have gone off the stuff.”

“What does a woman have that another wants?”

“Something rotten like a husband with the purse strings.”

“No, we worry now endlessly about money our men do not do that anymore him being more equal with his partner than me.”

“You mean he has come out as well?”

“He does a sleeping partner.”

“When does he sleep?”

“In their bed.”

“So, he does not pay child maintenance?”

“No, my daughter lives with them as she is more secure with them, I have to work.”

“That is nice for her all that insights?”

“Well they are sort of been together ten odd years.”

“What does it do to society especially children to be tossed round to such an extent?”

“That is her dad.”

“He lives in a tax heaven and does not have to worry about anything at all.”

“It is rotten is it not?”

“Not reality of today?”

“Too many prattles get on with the story.”

“Beautifully staged managed Jeff come and clean the actress up she has been crying over the script has been devalued as she wants to write better stuff.”

“My dear here I am.”

“Go away Jeff this is most definitely not yours? I can see it well if it had been but for a frog to have written it and to have it televised, I am going to increase the licence fee.”

“Taking the food off our mouths again?”

“Jeff, I did not wring that line.”

“I can wring your neck.” Said the actress and did try.

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