Denial Chromosome Isolated in Albertan Leaf Fan
November 8, 2009, by Homme De Sept-Iles
satire – excerpt from Malcolm Gladwell’s upcoming new book release Denial and Defeatism
“Why else would I move to the land of denial.” He gestures around himself vaguely and we see acres of wheat striped by two lonely highways that crisscross near a menacing blue scarecrow.
“Nobody challenges me here. They just buy me more beer and nod a lot. They figger if I’m from Trawnna I gotta know somethin’ right?” A few of the onlookers nod half-heartedly.
Digger doesn’t seem to notice. He continues, clutching the rubber Cup all the while, “I gotta land a’ Mississippi emotion all up inside a’ me. And all I get is …” He goes silent suddenly.
I wonder what he means but the onlookers are backing away. He’s about to blow, I decide.
“Wait jes a minute, jes a minute.”
He sees it too.
“I ain’t no Preston Lugosi. I ain’t no Uncle Tim. I’m a Leaf! A Leaf, ya hears me!” His face takes on a Pat Quinn-like weight and seriousness. Then he torques. It’s a facial contortion worthy of a criminal gymnast.
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