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Jack and the Beanstalk ©

Jack was a boy of 12 and he lived with his mother in a cottage. She being a widow thought Jack would make life easier for her. But Jack spent his day tied to her apron. ‘Jack, you got to do the chores around the house and help me.’ She would often remind him.

Jack would answer ‘I hear you loud and clear,’ but whatever he did was not good enough. Jack was what you call a simpleton.
After a severe winter Jack noticed that the cow acted strangely and knew she would die soon of foot and mouth disease. Jack told his mother that sooner they got rid of her they would be better off.
‘Yes, with some money in our hands.’ His mother reminded him. He laughed and said, ‘We are on the same wavelength then.’
There was something about him that seemed to tell his moment to prove himself was nigh. ‘But who shall buy a sick cow on her last legs?’ His mother was skeptical.
‘If I am Jack and the town is named UFOria I shall make some one less euphoric.’
‘We shall soon see about that’ his mother said still not convinced at his abilities.
Jack led the cow to the market and sure enough found a butcher who fancied the cow that acted rather strangely.
The butcher held out some beans. ‘Wonder beans’ exclaimed he. Jack knew something about beans since he had a patch of beans that he tended himself. His eyes widened to see them glow with strange fires and he said, ‘It is a deal!’ The butcher gave the beans and took hold of the sick cow.

The butcher picked out a butter bean from his pocket and said ‘ET’? The cow ate it. Instantly she jumped as though given a high voltage of electricity. She was completely cured. The butcher took her to his stall and the folks exclaimed, ‘Poor Jack!’ They knew for sure Jack was a dunce beyond saving.
But Jack was in euphoria and he took the beans to his mother. When told there was no money from the sale she slumped on the floor and threw her smock over her head and sobbed. Jack could not understand. He threw the beans out of the window and said,
‘These beans are wonder beans!’
His poor mother cried louder this time.
That night mother slept in despair. Next morning an excited Jack woke her up. He tugged her hand and said ‘Look Ma, what the magic beans have done!’
His mother rubbed her eyes and saw a strange sight. It looked as though the beans had grown tall and the creepers had knotted all together into some sort of ladder.
‘I told you Ma, beans would make your eyes pop.’
His mother could not believe. She tweaked his nose and pulling by his ear she took him outside and pointed to the ground. ‘Look, you good for nothing Dunce!’
Yes the beans were all there on the ground. They were as ordinary as beans.
Jack patiently told his mother to look up. As sure he said there was a strange ship above and it looked as alien as those who manned it.
‘UFO’ spluttered the mother.
‘Brought on by magic beans.’ Jack explained that magic was in the signals that the beans could emit. It gave the correct coordinates to guide the flying saucer to pick him up.
Jack was in his element. No more shuffled he like a simpleton, as he was wont before. In high spirits he ascended to the flying saucer. No sooner had he reached inside than the hatch closed. The many lights flickered and silently the space ship lifted.
Jack from within could see the butcher coming in a huff. He was pointing to something and Jack could see it was his cow. The butcher had cured and sent it flying! But a cow jumping over the moon was nothing new to him.
Jack signaled to the wonder-struck mother, ‘Don’t feel bad, you are an earthling.’
His mother seemed to catch his words. She stood there muttering, ‘So I am not his mother in the biological sense.’ Of course in a town called Euphoria a mother not knowing her own child is no strange than a cow jumping over the moon.
Jack had in a sense stepped into another dimension using some beans.

benny

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Thoughts on Moscow Cloud
In what seems a rerun of Independence Day, a pale gold halo was observed over the Russian capital city’s Western Dt. on  last Wednesday. Meteorologists have concluded it as an optical effect, ‘Several fronts have been passing through Moscow recently, there was an intrusion of the Arctic air too, the sun was shining from the west – this is how the effect was produced.’
We always want a logical explanation from what phenomenon say a rainbow or twister we see. But can we always reduce everything into cut and dried; or put away into pigeon holes? Flashing lights noticed in the sky or any other just because defied a simple explanation gave rise to far more bizarre ideas: UFO, alien abduction etc. We have never for once unearthed a foolproof evidence to support these.
There are two groups of people when it comes to the idea of exobiology or life on other planets. On one hand we do not accept the progress we as species achieved on our collective endeavors. This group cannot imagine man could achieve worthwhile since he is merely a cut above his ape ancestors. So his achievements owe to active help from some super-intelligent Aliens. Number of books have been written and lapped up by so many. Why so? We want to believe in something. OK pyramids are Alien- made to house men who, as X-rays reveal, were merely pharaohs in name and suffered from TB, Marfan’s syndrome,  bad teeth and so on.

Rest of us fall in the other group that foresees conquering other worlds and colonizing these. Here also I see wishful thinking overtaking good sense. We haven’t conquered ourselves or our silliness. Who shall hand over kingdoms to us, some microbes or Aliens? Despite my skepticism we may still learn to reach outer planets by some technological marvel. But would we behave as gods or as men? My skepticism opts for the latter. We may even learn to become robots. That reminds me of a fellow who was sent by his father do medicine and ended up as a butcher’s assistant in some meat packing factory.

We, coming to think of it, are funny creatures. The more chance we have to be rightly informed in this internet age, we are dying from misinformation. A symptom of this is the number of conspiracy theories we have to wade through at every turn.

Strength of two individuals coming together produces synergy and it grows exponentially. Thus one plus one is numerically two. But what they can achieve is however of a different league.
Having said the above in the interplay of several nations, tribes, individuals what is run off is progress, which is unlike anything that existed before. Somewhat like Moscow Cloud.

benny

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