The Servants of Silence II: Ben Amidallo
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Rated: R. Rough, adult language.
Ben Amidallo
Ben Amidallo is a piece of shit. Some would say this isn’t Ben’s fault. He was raised by a couple of pieces of shit. He was raised in a world of shit where if you didn’t think you were a piece of shit, then you had simply not been told. It’s near obligation for those immersed in shit to inform all those around them that they suffer the same malaise. It’s the joke they tell, and the answer to their questions: “The world is shit.”
It’s the controversial thing they say. It’s the knowledge that they use in every situation that arises. They know what’s going on in the world, they know the world is shit, and if they are occasionally surprised by some goodness in the world, then so be it. At least they’re ready for the long haul. It’s better to be wrong some of the times than wrong-headed.
There is a certain comfort to being raised in shit. There is a certain consistency to it. If a piece of shit runs run into another piece of shit, he is prepared for the world of shit that this other piece of shit introduces to them.
“You’re so full of shit,” they will say to other pieces of shit, and the two of them will laugh knowingly. They will respect one another in this moment. It’s a secret handshake of the shits to try to con one another and to find the other out. It’s a dance that they enjoy, and they will talk about their history of the dance nonstop. “There was this one piece of shit that tried to convince me of a bunch of shit,” they will say with laughter. “I told the guy that he was so full of shit!” They’re onto one another, and they’re proud of this fact, and if they don’t become fast friends, they will have at least formed a mutual admiration society.
There is one final plus to being a piece of shit: you know it. You admit it. Some won’t know it, or admit it, for much of their lives, but a piece of shit has all that guessing and worrying licked before they reach their teens. The world of shit teaches you that everyone’s a piece of shit, but at least you’re honest about it. At least you’re real.
When you’re raised in a world a shit, you cannot wait to get out in the world and realize all of your new found knowledge. You cannot wait for that first piece of shit to approach you with some piece of shit ploy so you can tell him that he’s a piece of shit.
Pieces of shit, like Ben Amidallo, do run into kind-hearted people every once in awhile, however. They run into the occasional naïve nubile who doesn’t know the world is shit. They are quite the laugh. They believe that a man deserves consideration before they are cast in the dung heap. “Dog pile!” they may scream as they lower onto him.
