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Tragic Lesson of Socratic Irony
Short Story in the Dimension JumperSeries
 
Tragic Lesson of Socratic Irony
A Short Story in theDimension Jumper Series– byRussell Twyce
Definition - Socratic Irony – Feigned ignorance that exposes ignorance.
“My proposed bill will enable the police to better handle gangviolence.” James Pratt announced from his podium. He then went onto explain some of the new powers the police would have at theirdisposal, along with the more draconian punishments. At the end of his political speech, he asked for questions.“You really are a Pratt aren’t you?” A young man took his turn at themicrophone set up for public questions.“What is that supposed to mean?” The politician snarled slightly andhe wished for the umpteenth time that his surname wasn’t also aeuphemism for ‘rump’.“I mean you’re not even the representative of an inner city riding.” The dissenter elaborated without touching on earlier questions.“What’s your special connection with gang violence? Or is this newlegislation just to feather your political cap?”“It is needed legislation.”“Your bill will just tighten the screws on the pressure cooker and turnup the gas. That just makes the spigots explode more violently whenthey fail – on either side.”“Your attitude is not adding value to this forum.” Pratt shot back. Henodded over at his security people to urge them into the action of taking the microphone away.“A youth in an urban setting cannot walk 2 blocks without at least oneshake down from the police. Consequently, many young city kids feelthe need to join a gang, just for some protection from police. Yourproposed bill will work counter-productively to the stated goal. It will just increase gang enrollment and escalate gang violence.”“I’m sorry you had to listen to that nut-case.” James Pratt resumedafter the calm interloper had been physically escorted away. Hefielded a few more bland queries and then ended this publicappearance.
 
“He disappeared!” The head of Pratt’s security team exclaimed to hischarge. “As soon as we left the hall, he vanished. It was as if bymagic.”
“Wake up and be a Pratt!” The vanishing interloper was seated on thefoot of the politician’s bed.“What the hell?” James blinked with surprise, startled from a soundsleep. “What have you done with my wife?”“Your pretty spouse’s Pratt is right here.” The young intruder put hishand on a blanket lump, as if he were gently patting a woman’sshapely butt. The sheets looked like they were made of Plaster of Parisspread over a now absent female model. “You can’t see her becauseI’ve shifted you into an adjacent dimension.”“I’m reporting this home invasion!” Pratt reached for the cell phonethat was in a charger on his nightstand, but he couldn’t pick it up: itwas as if the phone were welded solidly in place.“You won’t be able to turn your doorknob either.” The dimension hikerwarned. “And even if it’s not latched, the hinges wouldn’t move foryou. You can only see the material things in your previous dimension,but you exert no force there anymore.”“Shift me back!” Pratt ordered impotently.“I will at the appropriate time. That will be when you actuallyunderstand the impact of you self-serving bill.”Pratt the politician launched into a raving frenzy. He yelled andlurched over to his dresser, where he kept a gun. But the drawerwouldn’t budge. The deranged man then physically attacked thesmiling unwanted guest. It was like trying to pummel a life-sizedgranite statue.“Are you now ready to conduct our unfinished business?” Theunperturbed burglar said as he picked up a set of trousers from theback of a chair. “Get dressed.” He offered the clothes.“I wore those yesterday.” The politician protested.“And you’ll use them again now or you’ll come with me in only yourboxer shorts.”
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