Wordle #132 “December 5th, 2016” – Bellwether

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This week’s words: Gasoline Lime Bellwether (Male sheep that leads the flock, usually bearing a bell. Aperson or thing that assumes the leadership or forefront, as of a profession or industry. A person or thing that shows the existence or direction of a trend. A person who leads a mob, mutiny, conspiracy, or the like; ringleader.) Late Nuance Marrow Flattery Clutter Groove Inexhaustible Handbag Faustian (sacrificing spiritual values for power, knowledge, or material gain)

There was something about Bellwether that told you he had done the Faustian deed. He had clearly sacrificed all integrity for his mutual benefit. He liked being the centre of attention and believed he was born to lead and there was something about him that when you met him your first thought was: “Here’s a face that rings a bell.”

It could have been the lime green jackets he wore. Once again to draw attention to himself.

One day when running late to a bone marrow operation he had the misfortune of running out of gasoline which necessitated his lateness. Never one to let flattery get in the way of anything he wanted he waited by the side of the road for some Samaritan to stop and off him assistance. A woman with a brown handbag pulled up and asked if he was ok. He pointed to his fuel tank and asked her to excuse the cluttered state of his mind as he so much on his plate at that moment he had forgotten to fill his car with gasoline.

His bone marrow operation was crucial and as time was slipping away he asked if she could drive him to the hospital. It wasn’t so much he asked her to drive him as basically ordered her to such was the nature of Bellwether. She saw there was little nuance in his request and felt her hands tightening around her handbag knowing there was a can of mace in there for a potentially dangerous situation like this. Bellwether realising the need to offer the woman something went into an inexhaustible list of benefits to her should she comply with his request. Foremost was the bundle of dollar bills he thrust into the groove of her hand. Fondling the money, she told him to get in, he was turning out a groovy sort of man and she felt a groovy kind of love coming on as she thought of other ways of getting this fool to part with his money.

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13 Responses to Wordle #132 “December 5th, 2016” – Bellwether

  1. You get what you deserve. Love the karma

  2. Never wear lime green jackets unless they have Nehru collars. .. . .

  3. Money can at least buy something… but just maybe he will part with money for something good, or it’s the handbag lady who ends up to pay the faustian price.

  4. I think you really captured “Faustian” in this piece Michael!

  5. Teresa says:

    Groovy kind of story! Very fun.

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