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Illuminati openly meeting and operating in town
Lou Marzeles
News Editor
So the other morning I was on my way to the meeting of the Goldendale Illuminati. At the time I thought I was just going for a quick breakfast, but there was the meeting already in progress. I know they’re the Illuminati because they told me so, and, over their Egg McMuffins and McCafé lattes, they swore me to secrecy on where they meet. You’ll never get that information out of me.
Now, the Illuminati is not, as some claim, an Italian sports car. The dictionary defines it as a group of people claiming special enlightenment. The Goldendalians seated at the McDo—at the secret location—certainly seemed to fit that description. One told me he’d sat behind Socrates in the third grade. Another indicated she knew the square root of pi but didn’t feel that mankind was ready for that information.
Of course I’m kidding, more or less. There really was a group sitting over at that esoteric establishment up on Simcoe, and one really did say they were the Goldendale Illuminati, obviously horsing around. But then I got to contemplating the potential reality behind his casually comic statement.
What does it take to be specially enlightened these days? Is it necessarily people who can sift through layers of consciousness in the quest for highest discernment? I’ll have to get back to you on that, but in the meantime, allow me to offer a more prosaic, and more immediately pragmatic, possibility.
What if being an Illuminati means having good social graces and a kindly disposition, particularly in the face of adversity? What if it means saying, hey, we have laws around here and we respect them—a concept just crazy enough to work? What if it means a goodly inclination, a willingness to go extra miles, a ready smile? What if it means that these qualities are not mere platitudinous lip service but attributes arising from a genuine nature?
I’d sign up for that kind of club. I’d move somewhere where most of the people were so naturally this way that they weren’t even consciously aware of it; it just flowed effortlessly from their being.
Oh, wait. I did.
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