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“ROVING VIA SKYPE”
by OPOVV, ©2020
(Apr. 7, 2020) — “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to ‘The Pulse of the Nation,’ the place to hear it here first. Today we’re in for a real treat because, via Skype, we have the mayor of ‘The Little People of the Adirondacks’ with us. How goes it up in the mountains, Mr. Mayor?”
“Just fine, Roving, and before you ask, I’m at the airport waiting for what you would call one of your remote control (RC) planes to land, and here it comes now.”
“Why, it looks like a “DC-3” (5:38).”
“That is because it is one; well, not exactly, but close enough. Even though the scale is 1/8 the original, we found that the ratios make for a very stable flying platform.”
“So where do you fly to? I mean, are there other airports?”
“All over, Roving. We are looking at drones but they don’t have any gliding characteristics, at least not like our DC-3’s.”
“You mean you have more than one?”
“I’m sorry, but that’s classified information.”
“Oh, sorry: didn’t mean to pry.”
“I know you didn’t, but you just never know who might be listening. We’re afraid of Big Brother using us as space cadets because we’re so small and lightweight, is mainly what we’re afraid of. Why, we could be living in a satellite to do maintenance, maybe go to the moon or live on Mars.”
“Gee, I never thought of that. Who are you meeting at the airport, may I ask?”
“Of course, Roving, which is why I agreed to be on ‘Pulse.’ And here she is, Miss Chihiro, the famous Kabuki star. Miss Chihiro, this is Roving, via Skype.”
“How do you do, Roving via Skype?”
“Why, you’re beautiful. Oh, sorry, that was somewhat rude of me. Pleased to make your acquaintance, I’m sure of it, Miss Chihiro”
“Not rude; every lady wishes to be complimented, Roving via Skype.”
“Close enough. Roving, why don’t we break for a commercial and when we’re back we’ll be at the theater in time for the curtain to rise; that sound good to everyone?”
“Will do, Mayor.”
We are at the theater and as the curtain rises there is Miss Chihiro singing “Seven Nights in Japan” (3:14). The song ends as she spreads her arms and turns into a beautiful butterfly, with sequin-covered iridescent wings as she takes to the air via steel cables that swing her across the stage, back and forth, in slow motion as she tells the story of unrequited love.
“Once there was a beautiful birch tree growing at the edge of a tall cliff facing the mighty Pacific Ocean. She had many suitors in the forest, this beautiful tree, but somehow she knew her true love was across the sea and all she had to do was wait for him to come to her, to find her, to love her.
“She waited many years until one day there was a mighty storm and the next morning she saw a seedling had taken root on the beach below her. Somehow she knew that the little tree would grow to great treehood, would reach her before she died of old age.
“Meanwhile, down on the beach, the little oak looked up and saw the beautiful birch and knew that she was the one: all he had to do was grow strong and tall, and tall and strong he did grow until one day he looked the beautiful birch in the eye and said to her, ‘I have always loved you’ as she said the same words to him.
“For a time they stood there, swaying in the wind, gazing into each other’s eyes. The last words they said to one another before sleep overtook them was, ‘I love you,’ and when they woke the following morning they each had smiles as wide as the Grand Canyon they were so happy to meet one another, as if for the first time.
“And then one day something happened; the chronicles fail to mention exactly what, but for some reason they parted and the last song she sang to him was “Sayonara Japanese Goodbye” (2:18).
The curtain lowers as the house lights are extinguished and in the dark of the theater, Miss Chihiro whispers, “Goodbye, my love, Roving via Skype.”