B.O.N.U.S.

I 've just been thinking. Thinking about those poor old 'baddies', who get clobbered in all movies, stories and the like. I began wondering, what compensation to these poor old protaganists get. Nada!, folks, Zip, Zilch, diddly Squat. This, gang, is not fair. Given the new workplace relations act, fairness should abound. My alter ego, one, Hamilton Y. Katto, fictitious reporter, that he is, found this note in his in-box. What! baddies going out on strike. Storydom wil never be the same again. Read on and join the cause!

B.O.N.U.S. Brotherhood of Nasties Unilaterally Striking.

The authors were worrying – oh dear what could they do.
The printers had no jobs at all and they were worried too.
Agents, Editors, publishers were really up the wall.
Antagonists in fairy tales – well, there were none at all.

Heroes, sure and heroines, kings and queens galore.
Princesses and pretty girls – all there by the score.
Princes, tailors, soldiers, sailors, what were they to do.
Nobody to fight with - they didn't have a clue.

Giants, ogres, goblins, robbers by the dozen.
Wicked wolves in their dens and witches in their covens.
Evil queens were laying low, dragons gone to ground.
Bad guys in the fairy tales – sorry, none around.

All the story characters, evil, ugly, nasty, rough.
Decided all to call it quits and said "enough's enough.
We've been hissed and hit, booed and killed and every rotten caper.
So that's it sport, we're dropping tools withdrawing all our labor.

"You want an ogre, giant, troll or wicked wolf to play.
Then we will up the ante, our rates are triple pay.
Four times if we're killed or maimed plus a loading if we're booed.
Our union says five percent, but twenty-five will do.

"Stepmothers and ugly sisters want free credit cards
For trolls, free makeovers, for wicked queens, good guards.
A good share of the TV rights –a say in movie scripts.
So cough up Mr Disney or all of us will quit.

"For months and years and decades – we have all been fighting.
The time has come to right the wrongs, so authors get on righting
Our B.O.N.U.S theme song we will sing our policy a-citing.
Brotherhood Of Nasties Unilaterally Striking.

©al mccartan 2003

Oh Joy!

I've been missing this blog site for a great time and then by simple chance, it appeared. Oh frabjous day indeed.
My good friend, Ellie aka Scriberess, dropped a blogline to a Mr. Shakeaspear, somewhere in England and when I went to check it out - alright, eavesdrop on the Scriberess/Shakeaspear conversation, lo! there was the site I had been missing and a quick search through my "Where Is It" notebook I found my pw and username.
Now! it's gonna be a case of what the heck to write about.
More to Come, as they say in the tabloids.