Jan and Peg are rolling back and forth in twin mountains of waste adjacent a sugar refinery in the low chanks. Wedding tent-size flakes and scales slough debride from their backs and tails and into the spent beet fibers.
Was it societal rape being done to him all those years?
How so.
How society basically forced him to engage in sexual intercourse that he did not want. Is that worse than having to be celibate or choosing like Ilyn for spiritual purposes.
Or prostitution. It wasn't against his will.
No, more like with a gun to his head. You choose the lesser evil.
The gun of a specter of persecution poverty shame ostracization.
Yep. No one in recorded history has survived a shunning except a few that became their own scarlet letter.
What?
They survived but they were marked and stunted by their resulting public identity. He'd be at shiv and a Jan would say ya I'm a servant to Mthyuh or another Jan would say ya I'm a zoological hygienist.
Then it would get to his turn and they'd interrupt with ya we know who you are.
Right. He embraced being that guy.
Can you please shove that backhoe out about 20 yards? I need to stretch. Just with your foot there. Thanks.
Flekes Jans priests nobody can get their Braino on it. We have the evidence all around us of this practice belief prejudice crime having been going on for like forever now.
All we have is now Jan.
So right you are darling.
Trans. by Phyliss Ng-Tiu (embedded)
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