WeeWillie
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- Dictators who positively go out of their way to force misery, tears and fears, upon their countryman's lives.
Politicians who, in dealing with dictators, have a wishbone where a backbone should be.
When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard.
A couple of days later, the town drunk was walking through the
cemetery when he heard some strange noise coming from the area
where Beethoven was buried.
Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it.
The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognisable
music coming from the grave.
Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave,
listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's
Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."
He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth
Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."
So the magistrate kept listening,
"There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly the realisation of what was happening dawned on
the magistrate.
He stood up and announced to the crowd now gathered
in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing
to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
A couple of days later, the town drunk was walking through the
cemetery when he heard some strange noise coming from the area
where Beethoven was buried.
Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it.
The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognisable
music coming from the grave.
Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave,
listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's
Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."
He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth
Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."
So the magistrate kept listening,
"There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly the realisation of what was happening dawned on
the magistrate.
He stood up and announced to the crowd now gathered
in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing
to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
