Showing posts with label Hens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hens. Show all posts

Friday 27 March 2020

HENS


It's my job to outshine the fox in cleverness

“Hence it comes that all armed prophets have been victorious, and all unarmed prophets have been destroyed. 

For, besides the things that have been said, the nature of peoples is variable; and it is easy to persuade them of something, but difficult to keep them in that persuasion. 

And thus things must be ordered in such a mode that when they no longer believe, one can make them believe by force."

— The Prince, 
Niccolò Machiavelli






The Queen :
Have you seen how the hens in
the yard peck at each other?
Each choosing the one just weaker.
Why do the ladies peck at you?

Ophelia :
I'm not noble, My Lady.

The Queen :
Did you know I was not raised at court?
My sister and I were sent as girls to a convent in France.
But even there, there were hens and they pecked.

Ophelia :
Even the nuns?

The Queen :
But I had my sister to defend me.

Sunday 19 January 2020

She's Filled with Secrets








As a Jewel of Gold in a swine's snout, 
so is a fair woman which is without discretion.

Hamlet, There are Things You Don't Know.
Unexplored Territory
Uncharted Space
Secrets.


Mother Gemma Knows The Truth. 

Mother Gemma Knows Every Truth, 
Behind Every Lie, 
Inside Every Secret. 


She's The Gatekeeper."



The Queen : 
Have you seen how the hens in
the yard peck at each other?
Each choosing the one just weaker.


Why do the ladies peck at you?


Ophelia :
I'm not noble, My Lady.

The Queen : 
Did you know I was not raised at court?
My sister and I were sent as girls to a convent in France.


But even there, there were hens
and they pecked.

Ophelia :
Even the nuns?

The Queen :
But I had my sister to defend me.

















The mask was closing on his face. The wire brushed his cheek. And then--no, it was not relief, only hope, a tiny fragment of hope. Too late, perhaps too late. But he had suddenly understood that in the whole world there was just ONE person to whom he could transfer his punishment--ONE body that he could thrust between himself and the rats. And he was shouting frantically, over and over.

'Do it to Julia! Do it to Julia! 
Not me! Julia! 
I don't care what you do to her. 
Tear her face off, strip her to the bones. 
Not me! Julia! Not me!'

He was falling backwards, into enormous depths, away from the rats. He was still strapped in the chair, but he had fallen through the floor, through the walls of the building, through the earth, through the oceans, through the atmosphere, into outer space, into the gulfs between the stars--always away, away, away from the rats. He was light years distant, but O'Brien was still standing at his side. There was still the cold touch of wire against his cheek. But through the darkness that enveloped him he heard another metallic click, and knew that the cage door had clicked shut and not open.

Saturday 18 January 2020

Liam Neeson's Wife

 



The Queen :
Have you seen how the hens in
the yard peck at each other?
Each choosing the one just weaker.
Why do the ladies peck at you?

Ophelia :
I'm not noble, My Lady.

The Queen :
Did you know I was not raised at court?
My sister and I were sent as girls to a convent in France.
But even there, there were hens and they pecked.

Ophelia :
Even the nuns?

The Queen :
But I had my sister to defend me.






Ophelia :
I didn't start it.
It wasn't my fault.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Go out and close the door.

Ophelia :
But you asked to see me.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Yes, well, you have to knock before you enter.

Ophelia :
I can't believe it.
This is all horse face's fault.

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Who is it?

Ophelia :
Jesus Christ.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Oh, dear. We were led to believe  you had a beard and sandals. 
Now, we'll have to change that stained-glass window in the school chapel.

Ophelia :
Look, I didn't start it, it wasn't my fault, and if this were America, I would sue.
That girl is a grade one a-hole with a severe attitudinal problem.


Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
I know perfectly well what happened, Poppy.

Ophelia :
Then why isn't Harriet here too?

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Because, unsurprisingly, it's you I want to talk to. 

Look, I know it's very difficult... being the only new girl in your year.

Ophelia :
You mean, the only normal girl.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
What do you like to read, Poppy?

Ophelia :
OK Magazine, People, Us Weekly.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Well, might you be able to tackle such a thing as a book?

Ophelia :
I prefer movies.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Well, my personal library seems to be missing the book version of ‘Freaky Friday’.
So, perhaps you might try this.

Ophelia :
Oh, my uncle's producing the film version.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
Alice in Wonderland was originally a book.
You might surprise yourself and actually enjoy it.

Ophelia :
This is my punishment?
This school is so weird.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
What do you want to get out of this
school, Poppy?

Ophelia :
To get out of this school.

Mrs. Qui-Gonn Jinn :
You know, this school has produced absolutely nobody of note.
Our leading light was the girl who was Princess Diana's foot doctor.

So, if your aim is to make the pages of Us Weekly, then this isn't The Place for you.

What we do produce are smart, independent, free-thinking, good-hearted girls, who remain friends for life.

The kind of girl that, behind all your wisecracks, I know that you are.