Once there lived a king who was addicted to positivity. "I want to hear NOTHING negative! This kingdom's underpinnings consist of positivity, positivity and more positivity!" There were penalties of varying degrees for mentioning anything un-positive.
One day, the king's gardener came to warn the ruler about blight. "Your Majesty, your prized pecan trees suffer from bug infestations. Every day, 2-3 of them are succumbing." The king wouldn't listen. "Unheard of! My pecan trees are unassailable! Those bug infestations are simply a mind-trick! You're not thinking positively enough, man!" He then banished the offending newsbearer to the dungeon for a month.
A few days later, one of his animal-keepers rushed to his throne with more disconcerting news. "Your Excellency, your chickens are dropping dead by the dozens each day. There is a poultry-plague afoot!" "Bosh!" roared the king. "It's simply your imagination playing games with your perception! What mushrooms have you been ingesting?" Whereupon the chicken-keeper joined the gardener in the dungeon.
Next day, the royal meterologist hurried into the palace. "Sir, in less than an hour, a ferocious tornado will land here!" "Tornado? Poppycock, weatherman! Why, in the long history of this kingdom, there's never been any such occurrence! You must've been partying with the chicken-guardian! Go join him and the gardener---and I expect ALL 3 of you to come out of that dungeon totally changed men! Nothing but positivity and smiles and happiness out of you----or OFF with your heads!!"
3/4s of an hour later, a roaring like thousands of horses' hoofs sounded over the palace. The palace inhabitants started screaming and running every which way.
But the king? He knew better. "Relax, relax, good people," he soothed, "we've obviously all been overcome by the weatherman's power of suggestion. Purge that mendacious sound from your ears by thinking of the stillness of a snowy night!"
2 minutes later, a pile of boulders lay over the spot where he spoke.
One day, the king's gardener came to warn the ruler about blight. "Your Majesty, your prized pecan trees suffer from bug infestations. Every day, 2-3 of them are succumbing." The king wouldn't listen. "Unheard of! My pecan trees are unassailable! Those bug infestations are simply a mind-trick! You're not thinking positively enough, man!" He then banished the offending newsbearer to the dungeon for a month.
A few days later, one of his animal-keepers rushed to his throne with more disconcerting news. "Your Excellency, your chickens are dropping dead by the dozens each day. There is a poultry-plague afoot!" "Bosh!" roared the king. "It's simply your imagination playing games with your perception! What mushrooms have you been ingesting?" Whereupon the chicken-keeper joined the gardener in the dungeon.
Next day, the royal meterologist hurried into the palace. "Sir, in less than an hour, a ferocious tornado will land here!" "Tornado? Poppycock, weatherman! Why, in the long history of this kingdom, there's never been any such occurrence! You must've been partying with the chicken-guardian! Go join him and the gardener---and I expect ALL 3 of you to come out of that dungeon totally changed men! Nothing but positivity and smiles and happiness out of you----or OFF with your heads!!"
3/4s of an hour later, a roaring like thousands of horses' hoofs sounded over the palace. The palace inhabitants started screaming and running every which way.
But the king? He knew better. "Relax, relax, good people," he soothed, "we've obviously all been overcome by the weatherman's power of suggestion. Purge that mendacious sound from your ears by thinking of the stillness of a snowy night!"
2 minutes later, a pile of boulders lay over the spot where he spoke.
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And yes, I've always called myself a realist--isn't that about the same as a pessimist--haha! Glad to meet another realist. [THUMBUP]
pessimist = a person who habitually sees or anticipates the worst or is disposed to be gloomy [my def. = unbalanced in being overly negative]
optimist = someone who usually expects a favorable outcome [my def. = unrealistic, pollyanna, illusional {yes, that's the word I mean! [WINK]}, unbalanced in being overly positive]