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Springer's Final Thought
SOME SAY that life is like Lego, and I guess
they’re right. In my case I built a castle and a catapult
in order to fling things at my brother.
In the centre of the castle was a throne with
a Lego version of myself. I ruled over my medieval Lego land
for many aeons, and the people who lived there led long and
happy lives. All was peaceful, until my brother stole the
wheels off my little Lego plague carts, and the infrastructure
of my kingdom was unable to cope with the massive increase
in unburied bodies.
Conditions got worse. Dozens of little Lego
corpses lined the streets, rotting away like nobody’s
business. The economy of the Lego world I had ruled over for
so long collapsed. I fled the kingdom that night - quietly
slipping away to the Royal docks to board my yacht and head
for somewhere with a warmer climate and a healthy exchange
rate. In the final analysis, this Lego lesson rings true even
today. I think we all agree that even in some tiny way we
should use our catapult more wisely in case our brother tries
to steal some Lego wheels off us. I know I do.
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