Bromford and Moose ...

 

Another Sunday. Another election day on the planet of Klingon Prime. And now we have to deal with the outcomes.

»Are you satisfied with the results, dude?« asks the animal.

»Are you trying to make me break the secrecy of the ballot, animal?« I reply.

»I don't know what that is«, says the llama. »As you might have noticed I am a llama. I don't have the right to vote cause I am an animal. And animals don't vote. I have made a choice - good or bad - now and then but I have never been at a ballot box or at a polling station.«

»Do you think we have elected the right moose?«

»I don't know, dude«, the animal says, »I don't know. But let me answer with a famous quote of the famous word conductor Leonard F.W. Bernstein,

The moose’s harshest critics used to be moose themselves.«

Sometimes quotes are losing it in translation, I think to myself but I am too tired to think about it now. Let it be a thought for another day.

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Today is Sunday, the 23rd of February 2025.