A mid-summer night hare (42)

Emmy greets her husband joyfully as he comes home.

Emmy acts rather weak and says to Ackley, “My hubby, you are finally home. I am not feeling so well. I could only go to the hospital by myself. Where have you been?”

Ackley is stoic. He says, “How are you feeling?”

Emmy says, “My eyes hurt. I have cramps and shingles on my belly. You don’t even bother to come see me when I get sick. Am I really ugly now that I don’t have my contact lens on?”

Ackley says, “You know what, after women reach 30, you no longer look beautiful no matter how hard you try. So if you only rely on your outer appearance, I can only wish you good luck. Nothing lasts forever, including your youth, your beauty and your popularity. Don’t you believe in fate and destiny? Academics won’t get you anywhere. I already give you the title to be my wife. What else do you want from me?”

Emmy starts crying and says, “Wow, what have I done to deserve this? Didn’t I tell you I am not feeling well? Why are you screaming at me? What’s wrong?”

Ackley says, “Your eyes hurt because you have bad karma.”

Emmy says, “My bad karma? What have I done? Why do I have bad karma?”

Ackley says, “You are so thick-skinned. You have no bad feelings towards your bad deeds. Where is your conscience?”

Emmy says, “This is so strange. Why do I have no conscience now? What have I done to deserve all these?”

Ackley says, “That’s why you are evil. Because you don’t even feel ashamed doing evil things.”

Emmy says, “I really hate the way you talk, Jesus Christ. Especially when I don’t believe in Jesus. Can you stop thinking that you are the savior of mankind or some sort of selfless hero? Is the world revolving around you? So everyone who thinks differently from you is evil? How am I evil? Are you just? Should I kneel down and give you a bow now, Messiah?”

Ackley says, “If the world lets an evil person like you prevail, the end of the world will come. It’s only the Apolcalypse. It’s only Armageddon.”

Emmy says, “Jesus, you come to this earth as the lowest to save everyone of us because we are ALL sinners. You are the center of the world. You are the center of the universe. You are among the sinners and prostitutes because of your universal love. You are not loved because you are not known.”

Ackley says, “I am just a good person.”

Emmy says, “I think therefore I am?”

Ackley says, “You are evil.”

Emmy says, “So I am evil because I don’t believe in Jesus?”

Ackley says, “I don’t like Mother Mary.”

Emmy says, “If I am Mother Mary, I would have told you I am a virgin. You are not my first.”

Ackley says, “Why would I marry a non-virgin?”

Emmy says, “Funny. Why would I give my first to you?”

Ackley says, “You are full of lies. How dare you call yourself a virgin?”

Emmy says, “I never lie about anything, unlike you. You are a pathological compulsive liar. You know, no one has a memory good enough to be a successful liar. You lie so much that you can’t tell apart fabrications and realities. Also, you are delusional. You should see a doctor. You don’t become a super rich by sleeping with 1000 prostitutes. You idiot.”

Ackley is raging, “You don’t want to see me happy. You are jealous that I am having a good life. You are a sad person and you want others to be sad like you.”

Emmy says, “Ridiculous. I really would not envy your promiscuous sex history. Not for a second. Never ever. Only idiots would race to get laid with the most women. You don’t have the assets, vision, world view, intelligence or wealth of the super rich. But you have all their bad habits. You do evil things under the name of religion. You are a moron.”

Ackley says, “At least I get to enjoy what the super rich could have enjoyed. I have fucked the celebrities that the super rich fuck; I have been to the restaurants that the super rich visit; I have the car of a super rich. No, I am even better. I get to enjoy these without even their money. What can you say?”

Emmy says, “That’s what you imagine. Real super rich would live like you? You are burning away your youth and life.”

Ackley says, “Whatever you say. I am very happy now. You are just jealous of me.”

Emmy says, “Yes, right. You are doing better than the super rich, even. You are Justin Bieber.”

Ackley says, “Haha, of course.”

Emmy says, “Well, unfortunately, life is not a board game. You won’t get any richer by 'playing' the ‘monopoly’.”

Ackley says, “Why can’t I live my life like the ‘monopoly’? Look at you. You play me like a boy toy. When you get older, you will lose all your followers and popularity. Men would kick you around like a football.”

Emmy says, “This is getting more ridiculous. Who did I play? I can honestly say that I didn’t do anybody wrong. So are you trying to punish me for your own imagination? I hope that you could finish the game you started . Play your ‘monopoly’. Life is a board game.”