The Kingdom of Princess Barbie
We, as working peasants do not care for our new princess, Barbie. We already deal with a difficult, moody and highly temperamental King and the addition to his court has created much grief and unhappiness. She is cut from the same cloth as her master, the King of All Things Great.
She refuses to work with us peasants, unless we succumb to her blondeness. We all have to learn how to work with her; to please her and be her sounding board if she chooses. Obviously, the King is very pleased with her, since she hangs on his every word. Lately, she considers herself equal or married to the King, since all her sentences begin with "XXX and I feel..." Come to think of it, she is Barbie Princess parrot, since she is without creativity or a mind of her own. She simply quips what the King commanded.
Her latest endeavor is to publicly humiliate and behead a group of people I have worked with for the past few years. They have been wonderful to work with. Yet, according to Barbie, she has concerns about their ability and voiced her disgust. Her latest tirade began with a private conversation with a King.
"I am worried, dear King, that the group the peasant girl (me) worked with will not be able to accomplish the great feats you have commanded" Barbie whined
"I have decreed you will conduct a roundtable of these subjects to pass judgment" The King of all Things Great boomed.
The King summoned and admonished me for not bowing to Barbie and acknowledging her superiority.
The day of days came when judgment was called upon the group and including (aka peasant girl). Princess Barbie announced" You are not capable of handling these tasks I am in charge of, you must bow down to me and acknowledge my presence. I do not like the tone of voice you use to address me, you may not speak to me in that manner" .
We all tried in vain to appease her with little success. The clouds have rolled in, the heavy fog sits on all of us as we try to deal with the King of All thing Great and Princess Barbie Parrot. This plague is now upon us and this ailment will be around for quite some time.
No joy in medieval, here my friends. Please do not feel bad for me, for I have a twisted evil plot for this monarchy. I will share with you when the time comes. Remember: Revenge is a dish, best served cold.