Well, imagine if you will, the embarrassment of the two delegates, stuck together by the right hand, facing each other. They had tried everything they could think of, then someone suggested that they run in circles while pulling away from each other.
Certainly, this was a novel idea, so they tried it. Around and around, around and around...so many times no one could count! Finally, they collapsed in respective heaps, having achieved nothing (except, as you have guessed, inventing the concept of the revolving door.)
The illusion of war, operating under the guise of peace, was obviously unsustainable. No munitions were being sold. No defense contracts were being issued. No grand rhetoric was verbosely being bandied. Further, there was the serious threat that politicians would have to act on behalf of the people, instead of being chauferred from office to luncheon to office to party to home to bed. (It is very hard to be a leader if you can't find a parade to run to the front of. Keep in mind, Jesse Jackson had not been born yet.) Some politicians entertained the concept of
thought , but dismissed it as being ill-equiped for the task.
So one day, a political person (who, sadly was dyslexic,) got confused and started entertaining the illusion of peace, under the guise of war!!! This delighted his peers, who at the very least, got to issue contracts for new campaign slogans, thus guaranteeing some income to their re-election coffers.
The Petros and the Pines were delighted!(Petroleum-based tars versus Pine-oil tars, keep track here.) Finally, they could publicly agree on something while scheming about the complete take-over of the other "tar" party. They competed to out-do one another in the strident clamoring for More War for More Peace!!! Each spokesman for the respective parties was more vehement in his sabre-rattling! Sadly, they were very out of shape and sabres are heavy. In the course of this episode...they sent off for less-heavy sabres. Thus (are you ready?)
came the invention of the Light Sabre. (credit here to WrongFriend)
Kis
