"In the lobby of a hotel," twitterred the Moon after saying Basmalah and Salaam, "I noticed a man, whether he was waiting for someone or something, I don't know, all I know that, he was reading the newspaper. And let me tell you about reading the newspaper. They say, reading the newspaper, like the two sides of the Moon, there is a dark side, and there is a bright side. The dark side, when you read the newspaper, it looks like an unemployed man, wasting his time. Moreover, sometimes, the news published turn out fake, wrong, or misrepresented the information, and reading such content confused the readers. Just like other news mediums or platforms, heart-wrenching news does not come with a trigger warning in newspapers. Such incidents make the reader feel unsafe or insecure.
As for the bright side, reading newspaper will keeping away your brain from senility. Reading newspaper is a good habit. A great sense of educational value could be provided by reading newspaper. Politics, economy, entertainment, sports, business, industry, trade and commerce informations, would be provided for you. Not only enhance your knowledge about general information, with this habit, will likewise improve your language skills and vocabulary.
Nowadays, political parties have started publishing their own newspapers, which, not all, but in general, exclusively highlight their good news and show the dark side of other parties. Such twisted facts, divide the nations and made the question of their political system. So, be aware of those seducers, whose seductions, were worse than Giacomo Girolamo Casanova's confession.
While the man flipping the newspaper, over and over, from a corner of the lobby, through the hotel's tavern door, flowing a rhythm from the club band vocalist,
Whoo oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoo oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
He's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
After flipping through the newspaper several times, the man was attracted to an article,
'Great Prince! Who are the People's Love, and dearest Hope? A rising sun, whose early dawn, and orient Glories, make this Land already taste the sweet Presages of most happy Times : To You I offer—and my Zeal entirely reposes in Your Goodness—a Tale, Apollo himself dictated to me. It is indeed, Fable in appearance, but in reality, the greatest Truth. It is the Philosophy of Your innocent Age. Should Morality approach You, Sir, with serious looks, language severe, and grave Deportment, she might offend you. It is therefore, but reasonable, she should deck herself in Smiles, and gain You with a Thousand little Pleasantries.
In the following work, I’ve made her Gay and Airy. Another may, perhaps, do better, but till then, Great Prince, accept this sincere and loyal Offering of my poor Endeavours; if they produce the Fruit I wish, I shall esteem my self most Happy, and give Heaven all the Glory. The Duties of Kings are here traced out, under somewhat more than beautiful and smiling Images. Nay, I’ll go farther, if this be not enough, one Day, Your Example shall speak it more. However, do not neglect the other Points I have directed to all Men in general: Nothing relating to Mankind should You be a Stranger to. Great Kings are formed out of great Men. Strive then to make your self a Man, and when that is done, the King with ease will come to meet him. To make a man is an object truly great; this make a King far less. But to bring this important work in you, what Men are chosen to you all assistance!
Truth offers herself to you, let it be your constant care to look upon her, and her faithful testimony lay the foundation of all solid virtues in your Royal Heart. For when the age of instruction shall disapear, perhaps this same Truth my shew it self no more. This is a dreadful word, but this only what is usual. All kings are flattered, O Mighty Prince! Now is the time; think now to fence yourself secure against all future accidents.
Once upon a time, there was a certain beautiful Lady—for I expresly make Choice of Beauty, which goes Hand in Hand 'with Majesty. This Lady, fitting at her Toilet, her faithful Looking Glass, like a Friend, told her more Truths than One. 'You are charmingly beautiful!' says the looking glass, 'and I only do you Justice in telling you so. Nay, were one to examine Features you might almost vie with Venus herself. I say almost, but you must correct—and a little care will do it—some Faults I see in you, they are but small, I own, more bagatelles; but they are not withstanding of the highest importance of all the fine ladies to amend. To what use is all that Red ? Ask me why you alter those Graces Nature has bestowed on you? Soften a little those Looks ; that Smile, were it less studied, would be much more agreeable. All this Advice, the Lady approved of,and was resolved to follow just at the Instant when a great Crowd of Visitors came to see her.
She arises to receive them, and leaves her Looking Glass. The Apartments flatter eccho with her praises; all sooth and flatter her; her false complexion is most rafishing, so are her looks, her smiles, such charms, and so many graces, and nothing is wanting to form a perfect beauty. In short, so much was said, that the poor lady, quite forgot the advice of her faithful mirror.
You plainly see, Great Prince, that the fine lady is yourself, and the looking glass more then common Counsellor, so by happy instructions is fo indesatigably careful to form for us a perfect King. Heaven bless the Work. Whenever Flatterers approach You, only remember the kind Advices of the Looking Glass.
The man smiled and nodded, meanwhile, the vocalist's song, kept on flowing,
Whoo oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoo oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun
The man's gaze, then moved across the newspaper, at a column, he stopped and read,
Once upon a time, the People of the Apes country, had a mind to chuse them a King, and they were resolved Popularity, should be the only Qualification, and he amongst them who deserved most should wear the Crown. And indeed, in this, they acted prudently, for Dependance grows uneasy when we have no manner of value and esteem for those who are our Governors, and from whom we receive our Laws.
The Convention, was held in the open Fields, where every one shewed Feats of his Ability, they leaped, danced and caper'd; for the Scepter, as I told you before, was to adjedged to the Apes of the greatest popularity. Now, you must know that there hung an apple on a pretty high branch, and he amongst them, that could so nimble as to snatch it away was to mount the Throne.
What will not Ambition, and the Hopes of Glory, prompt Mortals to? The Signal being given, the boldest advanced and jump’d, but to no purpose, they only shook the Fruit; one came short of the Bough,and another over shot it, and grasping only the Air retired in Discontent.
The Contention was long, but after many and many a fruitless Essay, and when the Fruit—the Branch having been severely shaken—was ready to fall where the Wind blew it, there came up two Pretenders who had not yet made any Attempt, one of whom was very nimble, the other a little heavy; they both started together, and the Fruit, by chance, fell just into the Mouth of the last. The nimble Ape was disappointed, all his Address availed him nothing, and he might value himself on his Perfections as long as he pleased.
The foolish Senate smiled, and loudly declared, he that had the Apple was their King, and to him only would they pay their Allegiance, Long Live the King thousand times repeated, and their filly shoutings and huzza’s even pierced the clouds.
'O my Conscience, this is very comical, a very pleasant decifion truly,' lays a venerable old Ape that sate by and observed everything, and smiled. 'How foolish and ridiculous are we ? But this comes of our so closely imitating Men : WE JUDGE BY EVENTS!'
Some authors who have written the Historical Collection of the Kingdom of the Apes, have varied in the relation of this election. For my part, I am in doubt what side to take, but in either case, the Moral is absolutely good.
Some Authors will have it, that the old venerable Ape being weakned with Age, sat down at the Root of the Tree, and being an Animal of much Knowledge and Experience in the Affairs of the World, and foreseeing, that after the Branch had been so much shaken, the Fruit would speedily fall off, very dexterously catched it as it felt, and that the People for his good sense and address, accordingly adjudged him the Sovereignty. INDEED, NO ONE IS A KING, BUT BY WISDOM.
