Notnek’s City Hall Speech
“Hello Normal Towne.”, says Notnek.
<<Notnek stands in front of the podium
and raises his hands and hooves. he is
wearing a wireless microphone on the
lapel of his Hawaiian shirt. the crowd
shivers like grass rustling in the
Oklahellmouth breeze, and their talking
stops. Notnek walks around behind the
podium. his cow appendages fold neaty
behind his back. he grips the podium
with one human hand and waves his
words to the crowd with his other hand
while he speaks, odium on the podium:>>
“Friends, I am here today to lead us
forward. Forward from the chaos of the
days gone by. Because you trusted me to
make things right. I vow not to violate that
trust. But, at the same time, I will do what
is best for our town using all the power I
have at mydisposal. The Cowman and
Human lives of those who do not follow my
leadership will be nasty, brutish and short;
whereas those who play by the rules will be
rewarded with lives that are filled with
pleasant days, relaxation, and that are of
considerable length,”, says Notnek.
<<Notnek leans forward, takes off his
glasses and starts to list of a long list of
new Normal Towne rules and regulations. Notnek discusses everything from interpersonal relations to public beheadings. crime and punishment. talky talk talk>>
“Oh, and one more thing, Finnegan
L’Argent du Sang, you are under arrest.”,
<<Notnek claps his hands together and
several several-armed guards surround
you, Jaybee, Star, Dasha and Tony the
Meat Guy. Free Dave walks up to you
and secures your hands behind your
back with a zip tie>>
“Sorry bud, Bosses orders.”, says Free Dave.
<<apologizes without really apologizing.
Finnegan, you are led, trussed up, to
stand next to your former employer.
your former employer is now the Ruler
of the city you call home. this is an
added bonus to your questionable health
and your family life in shambles. the
melted cheese to your rejection pizza.
the ice cubes in your binge drinking
gallon jug. life does get more horrifying
than this, but only in stories that you are
too afraid to read>>
Work on 52 week song
<<Finnegan, you are hiding in time. you are hiding in your mind. a magick spell.
you remember the time you were an initiate in a coven of withes in South West
“I think my greatest loss was my art studio.”, you say. <<to the circle of naked humans.
you all stand in the red dirt circle in the moonlight. the circle is at the intersection
of the Choctaw and Arcaneya rivers. you do not talk about your time with the
Witches of Rush Springs to anyone. a secret in a box in the back of your mind.
after your time in the military you move your portable liquor store to a small town
south of Oklahellmouth City, south of Normal Towne. you studied magic’s in books
written by members of the Platinum Twilight. you studied Tarot with a group of
refugees calling themselves the Weir Witches. the refugees came from all over the
globe. they a practice they called vegetable magic. this sounds like having sex with
supermarket produce but although the magick was at times sexual in nature, the
witches did not copulate with corn cobs. i am not comfortable discussing the things
you and these other humans did with yourselves during your stay with the Witches
of Rush Springs, but let me just say it all ended with a prayer called the 52 Week