You haven’t seen vulpine faces for months, yet you worry. You
could try a diversion such as activities but what have activities ever gotten
you? Besides, there could be vulpine faces at activities. Certainly vulpine
faces have attended activities before—and prospered at them. Perhaps you could
self-modify, via ritual purification. You could ask exploratory questions like,
What do vulpine faces want, within the social contract? Perhaps they don’t want
to startle, perhaps they seek to raise their kind in solitude. Vulpine faces
might be up the hill, in hiding. They may not know the conflict has ended. They
may be reduced to wearing dollar loincloths and bargain cheese cloths. On
occasion, a goat goes missing. The villagers, of course, suspect vulpine faces for
the goat abduction but what can they prove? It’s one thing to confront vulpine
faces whereas it’s another thing altogether for the villagers to live out their
years in the traditional ways: their herbs, their raincoats, their dialects, their
tire gauges. Hopefully, vulpine faces will walk down the hill in their dingy
diapers, hands raised, and surrender. There isn’t an unlimited supply of goats,
after all. This is just an example, of course, and the villagers, in the
example, haven’t seen vulpine faces “in aeons.” Coincidentally, the Handbook of Vulpine Faces hasn’t been
checked out of the library since the oil crisis of the 1970s. Vulpine faces are
major countenance types. What if they did appear? They might make bestial
demands for cultural dumplings or Verizon service packages. They might invoke
Kierkegaard. If vulpine faces did invoke Kierkegaard, would this invocation
apply to themselves or to you? It almost certainly would apply to you, pilgrim,
as how could vulpine faces express their own despair—unless it was a ruse? You
haven’t seen vulpine faces for months so how would you tell them apart from
corvine faces, or ursine faces, or tigrine faces? Maybe you’d expect a
nightclub singer kind of look with a dress like solar panels. Maybe you’d
expect a captain of industry look with political cravats. Maybe you’d expect an
urban hipster look with severe onion funk. It’ll get so long between sightings
of vulpine faces that future generations will have to be shown caricature artist
sketches. Vulpine faces might get confused with curiosity, crackpot, messiah,
management, and oblong faces. At least the public funding has been extended—for
decades—for the Vulpine Faces Hotline, although anonymous tips must be
recorded, in good faith, for a single outsourced employee who, in all
probability, will never respond.
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