“The basis of that disagreement is her belief that her relationships are intrinsically better than ours.”

Owldolatrous has written one of the finest pieces I’ve ever read on the web about supremacy and social attitude. And it’s written in one of my favorite literary forms — a fable. Specifically, it’s a continuation of the story of the Mouse and the Lion:

The Mouse enjoyed the Lion’s regal nature and comparatively calm existence, and it was fun telling his fellow mice that he was friends with the King of the Jungle. 

Every eleven years, the time came around for the Kingdom’s Ball. And, as King, it was the Lion’s job to host it. 

He invited everyone, even the animals that always ruined the party (the Rhinoceros always trampled up the floors, the Salmon drank like a fish, and the Kangaroo always slipped some of the good silver into her pouch)–everyone, that is, except the Mouse. 

The Mouse was understandably confused. “Why am I not invited?” he asked the Lion. 

“Mice are never invited to these things. It’s a rule,” explained the Lion. 

“But you’re King of the Jungle. You can change the rules,” the Mouse replied. 

“I can’t make an exception for you just because you’re my friend.”

“But you are making an exception of me. I’m the only one not invited!”

“Listen,” the Lion said. “Let’s just let this go. I’m not as popular a king as I used to be, and I need this to go well.”

“I want to know why I can’t come. Tell me! Tell me!” 

“Because you disgust them!” roared the Lion.

Read the entire essay. It’s a doozy, and it’s dead-bang right.

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