“Stop your silly navel-gazing and lamenting about the past. The only relevant book now is my biography” said Top Dog and he held up a manuscript. “My ghostwriters have been busy!”
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Devil, who in the meantime had turned to a much bigger and now decidedly empty glass, was sitting not far from Mouse and Skeleton Edeltraut and overheard their conversation. “But, Mouse,” he butted in, “that is exactly what they want us to do: continue with our lives as if nothing happened!”
“C’mon, my dear Devil, you never do what others want you to do. Isn’t it up to us individuals not to become apathetic? So, please don’t ever give up!” Without waiting for his answer she asked him what he would like to get his teeth into next: an anthology “Five years in Dedeland” or “The first Dede year on Instagram.” Can you help him make his mind?
“Life will go on” said Skeleton “it always does!”
“It has to” confirmed Mouse. “We have to decide what to do for our anniversary next month.”
“Yeah, time to come out of the closet and dance like there is no tomorrow” sang the skeleton and shook her lovely bones.
Mouse admitted she hasn’t got very far with the preparations yet, because no-one is helping her. Yesterday, though, she put on the Dedelive website some background information. Click on the button “Why I play with puppets” on the front page for a brief presentation by the artist. It sheds some light on the reason for the Dede’s existence.
“Maybe it won’t be that bad. It will be business as usual and I will simply keep my head down,” said Daredevil getting up.
“Don’t kid yourself, there will be a small but subtle change that will affect everybody big time” said Devil sitting in front of a half full/half empty glass. “At the moment we live in a society where everything that’s not explicitly forbidden is allowed. In future, everything that is not explicitly allowed will be forbidden. Think about it. What do you personally prefer?”
“That is so typical of Witch” complained Daredevil. “She goes on and on about reasons and then buggers off. But what we need are workable solutions. Look, I am tired. I have protested and fought for and against everything under the sun. What we used to do obviously didn’t work, so what now? I am at my wit’s end. Help!”
“And now, here is the last question for you” Detail said. “You are a witch, so why don’t you eradicate evil then?”
“Too right, I am a witch, not the Almighty” replied Witch. “Sadly, I only can try. Just like everyone else.” Then she grabbed her broom and rode off into the sunset, happy to escape the spotlight.
Chance’s comment made Witch hot under her collar. “I stick to my values, even if I have to burn at the stake.”
“Let’s see if this is true” said Detail, who is currently re-reading five years of Dede blog for their upcoming anniversary. Yesterday she came across the five questions Devil had ask Witch when they were playing tag-a-Dede in 2013. “I will ask you these questions one-by-one again and let the readers know tomorrow what your answer was,” suggested Detail.
“I know what I’ve said,” replied Witch confidently. “I am more interested in what our readers answer to these questions. So please shoot!”
“Q1: What is your pet hate?”
Chance didn’t get a chance to clarify what she meant yesterday.
Mouse and Devil spoke out today. They have been the dynamic administration team from the start. Right from the beginning when the Dedes where born as no-bodies five years ago. They got very tired recently and Devil discussed with the artist if it was worthwhile carrying on. “Well” said the artist, “I certainly think so. Let’s face it, you guys only have to deal with Top Dog. Our friends in America have Trump!” Devil nodded and said “you’re right, we have to continue the battle against the self-promoting narcissists and continue to embrace diversity!”
Unexpectedly and virtually overnight the Dedes got a new motto: “Fake it and you make it!” Despite all our best efforts, Top Dog came out trump.
“Does this mean you would go as far as rigging an election?” asked the stunned artist. (All the Dedes are speechless and curled up in the corner).
“No, no that would be so third world country and too easy to uncover. No, I am much more cunning than that. I rigged the polls before the elections. That is a little trick I learned from my Brexit friends!”
“How is this suppose to work?”
“The media loves me and I could create a very close race. I made sure I was level-heading, but never take the lead. Fall back and catch up again. Just enough for the other party to feel confident. But only so little that it was clear to every last marginal supporter of my camp that their vote counts, that they are needed. Everybody wants to be needed. That, my dear artist, is how you mobilise the masses.”
Top Dog was exhausted but delighted. He had achieved what he so desperately wanted. For an unguarded brief moment he let his hair down and the followers got a glimpse of what he really looks like without his wig.
“Good night for now and sleep well, my friends in Dedeland!”
Alley Cat was still watching the little wooden cat running into the sunset, when suddenly Bobby, the policeman, jumped out of nowhere and threw her to the ground. “I am arresting you on suspicion of criminal intent” he shouted. Alley Cat was scared stiff. Her first thought was “Thank God, there are no guns in Dedeland. If there were, I would be dead. Seven lives and all!” Only afterwards did she wonder what she must have done to deserve this treatment.
This incident raised new questions. While Alley Cat was still counting her blessed seven lives, one of our readers asked “shouldn’t she have nine?” And true, this is one of the riddles I couldn’t solve so far. In Germany where I come from cats have only seven lives, while in English speaking countries they have nine. What have the German cats done that they are shortchanged by two lives. Can anyone explain this to me, please? The next question of course, should Alley Cat have only seven lives, because she was created by a German or should she have nine lives, as she was created in New Zealand? What a conundrum.
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