They had only known each other a few hours and their relationship was entirely based on money, so their punishment made sense. Of course, to quote that great sage Carlin, “Selling is legal and fucking is legal, so why isn’t selling fucking legal?” He’s got a point there, and more eloquently phrased a point there may never have been.
They met on the street, naturally. And as long as there was money between them, not too much now, they would be in each other’s lips embrace.
I’ve known a few turned into animals, gazelles, elephants, various insects, and the question of punishment versus reward is always posed. But who are we to question or criticize our betters? For that matter, who are we to praise them?
At least these two have a shade of clothing, of comfort. In an attempt to make the punishment more closely fit the crime, those accused and convicted of being too chaste were almost always left without even the barest of clothing. You could argue that this was simply freeing to the individual, but they can’t speak so nobody is asking.
I was amused with the removal of ‘cruel and unusual’ from the Books, as most of us were, until I was caught up in a wave of anti-author sentiment. I was charged with dissention, for writing too many unsubstantiated opinions and observations that were negative to public and private life. I am reduced to eyes and hands, poised above the keys, typing incessantly, judging for no one.
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