Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Learning from the past

In three days, I will depart for Prague in my effort to personally hunt down the Fuzzy Satan known as Blue Bull. I have been gathering information in preparation for my sojourn, and one story in particular has stuck with me. So I will share it with you now. This is an important lesson. A lesson of history, a lesson of tolerance. Let us now learn from the past, my children.

Prague has a long history of defenestration -- hurling people from windows. It began in 1419 and may have continued as late as the mid-20th century, when a government minister hurtled from a window at Cerninsky palac. But the incident on which I wish to focus -- our window of opportunity for learning -- occurred on May 23, 1618.

The city was awash in sectarian strife. King Ferdinand refused to halt Catholic discrimination, and radical protestant preacher Vaclav Budova teamed with a soldier named Count Matthias Thurn in a plot against the king's two governors in Prague Castle. They recruited a team of protestants and stormed the castle's Bohemian Chancellery to confront the two men. But the conversation was brief. The protestants grabbed the men, along with an unlucky secretary, and threw them in fine Prague fashion out of a window.


But these three seemingly unfortunate men were in luck. Instead of plummeting to their deaths, they were saved. By what, you ask? A soft landing on a giant pile of dung.

The moral of the story, my esteemed flock, is this: The next time you see a canine "doing his business" in your yard, think twice before you utter a harsh word or cast a disapproving look. The product of that canine's efforts just may save your life.

9 comments:

TransplantedOkie said...

I only hope that said "business" does not accumulate so much on my lawn that it becomes an actual cushion.

Or that the dog that's big enough to leave that sort of cushion is on your bodyguard squad.

Anonymous said...

I will miss you greatly my master. Aine.

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

The ARF troops know how to eat, TransplantedOkie.

And I will miss my concubines, Aine. Keep the harem fires burning.

Sarah O. said...

Now I understand why our doggie Ria leaves cushioning deposits in our yard.

Please see to it that when one defenestrates The Fuzzy Blue Satan, he lands on a clean, hard surface.

Puglet said...

Ayatollah Mugsy,
I have nominated you, in all seriousness, with a "Thinking Blogger" ward over at my blog. By cracking me up you actually make me examine my own spirituality.

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

Let the Blue Satan wish for such a kind fate, Sarah O.

Bless you, my Puglet child. I am honored.

Eagle & Ranger's Mom said...

Thanks for the congrats and good wishes for my upcoming nuptials. Eagle and Ranger may get to wear little doggie tuxedos after all, at least I'm still petitioning for that.

Does the ARF Air Force need human pilots?

Eagle & Ranger's Mom said...

P.S. Have a GREAT time in Prague!

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

Thank you, Eagle and Ranger's mom. We do have positions for human pilots. Lower-paid, of course.

I think my parents' lone regret about their wedding (well, aside from my father's regret over not playing the song "Under My Thumb" at the reception) is that they did not have me accompany them down the aisle in a tuxedo.