MADNESS
Romaneste
"Inaintez pe strada cu viteza unui melc de curse , ii privesc pe cei din jurul meu , par sa nu aibe nici o grija , zambesc , rad , spun glume mai bune ca oricand si asta ma face sa ma simt prost . Cu 3 luni in urma eu eram cel mai mare comic din lume , la glumele mele radeau chiar si presedintii celor mai importante state . Daaaah , ce bine era sa fiu in centrul atentiei , aveam contracte cu cele mai importante televiziuni din lume , eram asigurat pe cel putin 20 de ani , banii deja incepusera sa curga garla . Dar...(intotdeauna exista un dar in astfel de situatii)...intr-o dimineata cand am deschis televizorul , trebuia sa inceapa unul dintre fenomenalele mele showri , ce vad , emisiunea este intrerupta de o editie speciala a buletinului de stiri , in direct , dintr-o locatie secreta . Cica se stransesera conducatorii marilor puteri sa hotarasca modul de distrugere a tuturor focoaselor nucleare existente.
Cand am vazut una ca asta am sarit in picioare si am inceput sa strig : "Blasfemie! Jignire! Nerusinare! , cum au indraznit sa-mi intrerupa emisiunea , mie cel mai iubit ,cel mai dorit om din lume , mie care la fiecare emisiune aveam rating de 100% . Faptul ca urlam ca disperatu' se pare ca i-a deranjat pe vecinii mei , (singurii oameni de pe planeta care ma urau) care au dat buzna in apartamentul meu , spargandu-mi usa , m-au imobilizat si mi-au indesat in gura sosetele nespalate de mai bine de 2 luni.
O furie nemarginita ma cuprinde cand un politist imi spune o gluma de-a mea fara sa ma recunoasca , ii dau un pumn in nas si acesta cade la pamant , ii iau pistolul si ii trag un glont in cap . Ma uit in jur si lumea fuge ingrozita , incep sa trag la nimereala in cine este mai aproape de mine , copii , femei ,batrani , iar acestia cad inrosind trotuarul . Gloantele din pistol se termina dar eu apas pe tragaci in cotinuare . Cand realizez ca pistolul e gol il arunc si o iau la fuga dupa oamenii care seamana mai degaraba cu o cireada de vaci scapate de sub control . Strig dupa ei "Stati nu va vreau raul ,a fost o greseala ,ducetima lapuscarie , condamnati-ma la moarte , orice numai amintitiva cine am fost "Cad in genunchi , imi pun miinile in cap si strig cat ma tine gura "Ajutoooooor !"Un singur barbat , neras , slab , imbracat in zdrente si un pic beat se opreste si se apropie de mine cu teama dar o depaseste si ajunge langa mine.
Imi sopteste la ureche "Te cunosc , tu esti jurnalistul care a transmis stirea despre bombe , nu-i asa?"
La auzul acestor vorbe aceeasi furie nemarginita de mai devreme ma cuprinde . Din nou , miinile imi tremura si cauta ceva , nu stiu ce , mana stanga atinge ceva lung si rece , era o teava de metal . Omul intampina loviturile puternice cu tipete si strigate dupa ajutor , datr nimeni nu-l ajuta pentru ca e prea ocupat sa-si salveze propriai piele . In cinci minute omul nu mai misca , statea intr-o balta de sange , cu fata in sus care dupa loviturile repetate , nu se mai deslusea , nu mai puteai spune ca in locul nasului s-ar fi aflat vreodata asa ceva . Gura nu mai avea dinti intregi si parca ranjea la mine facandu-mi in ciuda . Asta m-a facut sa urlu ca un animal salbatic , m-am repezit spre masina primei mele victime , am pornit girofarul si am pornit la vanatoare de "animale". Cand prind cate unul acesta ori se izbeste de parbriz ori intra sub masina care ruleaza cu 90 km/h . Parbrizul este rosu si crapat , nu mai vad pe unde merg . Cu piciorul apasat pe acceleratie scot capul pe geam si la un metru de masina vad zidul unei banci pe care scria :
"AICI INCEPE VIATA TA".
The End ! "
English
This story is about a very sick person,i shouldn't be written about him,he would rather be lost in a mental institution.He is the one who tells the story.In fact he recorded his last day of life on tape. In this story I wanna show how bad could get the situation when a mad man is supported by the whole world.Even if we know that it never could happen. By the way,I almost forgot,this story is located in time beforethe facts from "Resurrection".
Im walking down the street with the speed of a snail.The Sun is hot ,for the first time in my life I realize how hot.Istare at the people that surround me,they look like they dont have any problems at all, they are smiling,laughing,tell jokes better then anytime and this makes me feel bad,...Ithink Im gonna puke.Three months ago Iwas the biggest joke teller from the whole world,at my jokes were laughing even the presidents.Ieven heard once that God laughed at one of my jokes.Where did I heard this nonsense?...Lets tell that a litle bird whispered it at my ear.
Yeaaaah !,those days were great,Iwas in the center of attention. I even had contractswith the most popular televisions around the world. For at least 20 years the money were gonna flow like Niagara falls. But ...(there always is a but in this kind of situations)...in a gooood morning I opened the tv,(coz one of my shows had to start)when what do I see,they were canceling my show because some politicians(said with disgust)were going to solve a global problem.What if it was a global problem ,I was more important.
This transmision was made from a secret location.They were from USA,Rusia ,North Koreea,Great Britain and others.What I understood is that they wanted to decide the Nukes faith,but anyway I wasnt interested.All I wanted was revenge.In the next moment I was screaming:"Blasphemy!,Offence!,Impudence! How dare they to cancel my show?Iam the most wanted person!My show always made100% rating,I dont understand y?y?"The fact that I was shouting out loud like a desperate man it disturbed my neighbours(the only people from the whole world that didnt liked me).These brutes chopped the door,caught me and tied me to the couch,they stuffedmy socks into my mouth.That was the cherry from thecake because Icouldnt remember when I last washed em.
I struggled , but in vain.They left me there , like Inever xisted for two days,then they released me without chatter.When they were leaving I asked one of them y no fan of mine didnt released me sooner.He said with boredom in his voice:"They forgot u!" .Was that possible?Ididnt belived it.Agrin covered my face "Certainly is a nightmare!"So I slaped my face but I didnt woke up...
Now after three months,the sock taste still persists, that's y I was gonna puke a couple of minutes ago.
How I said earlier Im walking down the street with the speed of a racing snail, wondering how could this be true,no one seems to see me but three months ago I couldnt walk on this street without being recognized by everyone.This is madness,it cant be true.An endless rage pverwhelms me when a cop tell me one of my jokes like he invented it right then,without recognizing me.I punch his nose,I take his gun I blow his brains .I look around,the people are teriffied,they run from me!...that cant be allowed!Imust stop them!Next moment Im shooting everything that moves,children,wemen,old people,doesnt matter.Im out of bullets but Im still shooting.I look around and Isee people sleeping ,they think Im borring.Isee only red,its either coz Im so furious eithercoz they are really dead.I dont know...
Isee a man who was hidding from me behind a car,Iwan to tell him a joke but he runslike hell.Im down on my knees crying..."Who am I ?,is that so hard to answear?"...A thin ,unshaved ,ragged and lill'bit drunk comes to me and sais"I know who are u!Ure that journalist who broadcasted the news about the Nukes...isnt it?"
My hands are shaking ,are looking for something,the left hand finds something long and cold.Coz that person hurt me Imust hurt him .The scrawny mangreets my attack with screams and calls for help,but no one tries to help him coz everyone is too busy to save his own life.They look like a hurd of stupid cows.When I finish whith "Scrawny" his messed up face is a big grin,,making me even more furious.I jump into the car of my first victim,I start the sirren, and I hunt people,they bang into the windshield leaving their blood on it.The speed grows faster and faster.I cant see...the speed is still rising...I smash the windshield and I see the great wall of a bank at one meter.On it is written with big characters:"Here u can start over ure life"
The end
