The Mirror Mogul
Once upon a time, an industrialist lived in a mansion, high above town. In his mansion there were angled mirrors covering each wall and the ceiling so that wherever he went in his home, he appeared everywhere and wherever he looked he saw himself many times. One day he entered a rarely used room and noticed one Mirror was broken. Soon, all the countless reflections of him throughout the house were cursing silently but the man could not scold them for he had cursed first.
Moral: One must be scrupulous about behavior when in the public eye.
BROADCAST, v.i. To talk to yourself en masse.
Broadcast: Best known for its typical occurence far in advance of deliberation.
Nice post today, Doug. Great moral.
Let´s just publically announce, in a thunderous voice, that you only have ONE fable today.
You feeling alright?
But it is a mighty fine one...
broadcast,v. to represent your halo and allow the masses to focus on your horns
Minka, you took the words right outta my mouth. i was just about to say:
one... but a really GOOD one, so it's okay! ; )
and i love your juxtaposition of a self-involved "industrialist" who surrounds himself in mirrors with "messages" delivered en masse. that was brilliant!
Brilliant, both the fable and the definition. DJ's should take note.
You're talking about The Donald aren't you?! You'd think with all those mirrors and reflective gold he'd manage to take notice of his ridiculously ugly rats nest of an excuse for hair.
Broadcast the future of most embarassing revelations following the oft broken pledge, "I'll never tell."
Do not broadcast your pearls before swine.
... are you going to shout from the rooftops that i'm the fairest of them all?
I didn't realize it was about broadcast, I thought it was about infinity.
Thanks, Al. Announce, speak, think. That's how ya do it.
Minka, I thought I covered my horns. Darn cheap felt! And thanks for the correction. Two fables is the usual quota but I was late and you know how people get.
Why, thank you, Neva.
Terry, I owe you a crow.
Sar, I had no one in particular in mind, but he could be the candidate from New Jersey.
Quilly, you don't still believe that, do you? Just between us.
Excellent advice, Nessa. That's why QVC is blocked in the sty.
Y'all, Karma is the fairest of them all.
Thanks, Ariel. It's a fine line.
Most excellent fable - and advice I might add.
Broadcast: The truth and nothing but the truth so help the anchor.
Your brilliance, more often than not these days, leaves me speechless.
Type written wordless I mean. ;)
Broadcast: all female play group.
Interesting, and good, fable.
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
G, they aren't anchors aymore, they're personalities but I take your point.
Cooper, you're too kind.
Actonbell, that was clever! Wish I'd thought of it!
Haha, TLP. You beat Neva to that one.
Broadcast: proclamation by bull horn
Seeing multiple images of yourself everywhere you look could be quite upsetting. If it were me, I'd make SURE those were skinny mirrors, and I'd have especially flattering lighting throughout the house.
broadcast: a well-oiled transmission.
hahaha, TLP! believe it or not, i actually did have a variation of that, but didn't have a chance to come back and share it, until now:
Broadcast: fat actors.
that said, yours was way funnier, my friend! ; )
speaking of broadcasts, my veri is "tisbj". no, wait... that activity 'tis something that relates to the casting couch. (or so i've heard)
Broadcast: i.e.: the dramatis personae of Baywatch
Reminds me of the old move, "Face in the Crowd."
Broadcaster: A very large fisherman.
methinks 'tis time for you to broadcast today's post, bub. ; )
Jamie Dawn, that's an elegant solution. I was going to have myself blinded.
Mule, I suppose you were going to start punning eventually. I can tell it's you, though, from the poetry.
Neva, can't there be a broadcast of bloggers?
Haha, Wombat. Exeunt omnia.
Icy, I don't know it. It sounds kinda Rod Serlingish to me.
Ah, Theresa, that's four sides people are punning on. I bet this is prison.
Neva, it's done but thanks ever so much for keeping me honest.
Mule, well-oiled, eh? that's just too good!
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