Anthropology plus Bureaucracy equals Satire.

 

            The forerunner of these future negative responses straightens out his bent over figure, in order to just stare down at the “pencil-pusher” staring up at him. Glaring at the upraised brown finger a couple feet away, he opens in mouth in an animalistic teeth bared growl. Then raises his axe in a threatening manner. Surprisingly to all observing, the fat bastard’s sudden change went from a fearful desk-jockey into an angry, do-it-my-way-or else persona seemed the very beginnings of:  “the bureaucrat’s how to do this job in training seminars”.

Many saw the origin of their life’s work while many others witnessed the source behind much of their own personal pains- basically the ‘I hate standing in these long, useless lines’ crowd. Records that day were set, worldwide in 2189, for the number of drinks ordered due to humanity’s pain-filled prehistory.

            Repeating his earlier pattern of showing what he wanted done, this time the caveman official uses his raised index finger to go from his large butt to the skin pelt and so-called signing it. He does this several times to make it clear he wants the giant axe-hunter to sign the pelt in this fashion. Wriggling his nose at the new odor in the air, the powerful Neanderthal simply raises his axe in a threatening manner, and growls loudly while walking away with the axe. Furious at this act of disobedience, the brown pencil-pusher roars his own frustration; adding to his howl by jumping up and then slamming both hands down on the edge of the table. Considering his obvious overweight added in; not a good idea.

            The large flattened rock suddenly tipped down before flipping over and crushing the outraged bureaucrat beneath it. Plus it is later found that he was stabbed by all of the remaining weapons on this table. Only his outstretched hands and bare feet are visible.

The line of cavemen watching just stand and stare.

            The three anthropologists watching from nearby, stare at their viewing equipment in a combination of the awe felt when discovering something of major importance; and trying not to laugh at the beginnings of the concept of justice occurring. They later became popular speakers (without the primates’ make-up on) at classrooms in 2189. And retired as well-taken care of alcoholics.

            Professor Graham simply turned back towards his ‘students’ with no expression upon his intelligent face. A brightness begins to glow from his eyes. He winks his left eye, then breaks into a wide mouth open smile. Then slowly swinging his umbrella cane in beat to his steps taken, he leaves the classroom, fading into the shadows.

 

           

 

 

 

 

 

 

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