Friday, September 2, 2011

The Year 2050

It was the year 2050 and Pope Innocent XXV had sleepless nights - dark and cold and moonless nights - wondering how to start another crusade to support the three remaining Catholics in the Holy Land.
Aha - he thought. I will send Pepito to the Bald Knight Edwin. He is my last hope.  So Pepito undertook this long journey by sailboat and arrived finally at the Baltimore harbor and went to Wendy's. Then he asked for direction to see the Bald Knight Edwin. "Ware isse de Bald Knight Edwin?" Everyone understood him and he was soon under the window of the Bald Knight Edwin. "Bald Knight Edwin" he shouted, "opene de window." The Bald Knight was still asleep and finally looked out to find out what the commotion was all about. "Der Popa sent me," Pepito shouted. "You are to gather your men, lieges and all riff-raff that is wealthy and healthy and start another crusade. You will be the Master of the all the horses in Christendom." Bald Knight Edwin thought about it for a minute and realized he could leave his Camerlengo Chucky behind whom he did not like and agreed to go - strictly out of obedience. "What about my domain here?" he wondered out loud. "Do not worry," said Pepito. "You will be better off than the lilies in the field and you will still be the administrator of your domain and people will continue kiss your hand."
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