No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

As every nation builder knows, motives are often misunderstood, and what was meant as kindness is often treated with suspicion. Take, for example, my Cuban-American goldfish Juan. There he was, imprisoned, oppressed and half-starved, swimming disconsolately around the glazed confines of his tiny bowl each day without hope of reprieve. So I decided to build him a beautiful indoor kite from balsa wood and shiny colored paper, and then installed a small oscillating fan to provide enough wafty breeze to keep the kite fluttering high o'er Juan's watery home. That will cheer him up, I thought. Everyone loves flying a kite. But I was wrong. Apparently Juan was convinced that the kite was some sort of dangerous airborne version of a fishing lure and ignored it completely. Stupid, ignorant, bug-eyed fish; that's the last time I spend my entire President's Day holiday making entertainments for him.

Comments

[Mia Wolff]

perhaps Juan fancies himself an artist and disdains your endeavor as too derivative

[Robert Reis]

Thanks for your incitement to laughter.

Cheers