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Sunday, January 25, 2009

Further Adventures in the village of song - the rapper

If you remember last time, l kinda live in a village that is centered around a common activity which is to "sing". Im in charge of the village clubhouse. We all generally sing the same songs because it was passed on to us by those masters who came before us. One day there was this former singer who came back, lets call him by the name, Schubert. He used to sing our traditional songs but decided that rap is better. He left the village while it was still in the old location.When he got back, he was basically preaching rap and doesnt really remember the old songs anymore. He is such a cunning talker, one who would do well if he sold pyramid scams. Anyway, he started talking to everyone in the village . He said that the village would earn more money if they started to include rap in their repertoire of songs.He particularly enticed the village chipmunk, the one in charge of the village's nut storage, and the village handyman, Rolf. He also targetted one of the village elders, Rawly, but im not sure if he is affected or just riding along his blather. I hope he's not affected. Anyway, he enticed these important people and a few others by saying that they will be particularly rewarded extra if they themselves learned some rap and helped him teach rap to others. They started practicing how to rap and he even convinced the chipmunk to use the village's nuts to trade for some sound equipment.

One day, they said that they were ready for a series of rap concerts. They wanted to use the clubhouse for it. They reserved a 5:30-7:30pm slot which was free at that time. It was reserved for them and all was going ok. 5 days before the concert, they decided that they wanted to start at 6pm because they wanted to take advantage of those villagers who was coming back from work at the forest. This was a problem because there was a regular choir concert from 7:30 to 9pm. I told them that i would ask the choir if they would like to move or, as the chipmunk offered, transfer to join the rap group. When asked, the choir said that they refuse to switch to rap. They poured their heart out to learn the old traditional songs and they like it. They are giving their share of nuts to the clubhouse just for the privilege and that is their right to keep singing what they want.

The rapper was furious when he heard that the singers wont give way. He sent me a message full of hate and fury. I thought he was just being silly and blind to the entire picture of the village as a whole so i wrote back to him and posted it on the village elders' hut since some of the things were stuff that they needed to know as they concern the good name of the village. I thought that it was all well since the rapper called me to apologise soon after. Later, things began to change. The chipmunk started acting weird and so did Rolf the handyman. It may be that the rapper was pulling their strings and poisoning their hearts with his incendiary words. He stopped trying to get his concert going. He couldnt admit that 3 days before his concert, he still didnt know what rap songs to sing and he only had 1 customer coming to listen. ONE! After all his hype and work, he had only one listener and that one listener was even one from my choir. He decided to hide his failure by saying that i doomed his concert because i wont move mine.

Last night, the village elders met because the little Chipmunk was preaching that the clubhouse was losing so much money that the village will starve! I brought with me a list of the number of nuts i gave the chipmunk and explained to the village elders that based on this, we werent really going to starve. He even said that the international federation of villages was using up a lot of the nuts only to find out that the effort of the choirs brought in so much nuts that it was not really losing money there either. Then, after losing the battle of facts, he brought in the rapper and the mind-poisoned handyman. The rapper just rapped gibberish and hate that he didnt really get to prove anything. He said that my reply to him was full of hate but just shut up when the message was brought out and he read it. The handyman had previous issues which popped up. I really hope that he comes back to work with the village because he was a really good man who just got poisoned by the rapper's crap. The chipmunk, too, was a good member of the village before the rapper trashed his mind and poisoned his heart.

The village chief tried to patch things up. I dont really know their sentiments. Im sure that the rapper still talks crap. The lessons of the story is that one should never listen to people who sounds like he will give you something impossible because he probably will. Be wary of people like this rapper who will sow the seeds of discord in your village. Trust that the truth will always come out and slap the liars in their faces. Stand your ground if you know that what you did is right and what you said is truthful.

Till next time :)