Garn and Carol Talk

Garn the Magnificent was in his good friend Carol’s kitchen, helping to prepare a small snack.

“So, I’ve finished the sandwiches, the nachos and some of those delightful Jalapeno poppers are in the oven.  What else do we need?”

“A bottle of Tums,” she said wryly as she took the popcorn out of the microwave.

“Well, I wasn’t sure what the proper snacks are for one of your…. What do you call it again?”

“Presidential debate.”  Carol grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge.  “C’mon, I don’t want to miss the pre-debate analysis.  I love it when the anchors are all passive-aggressive with each other.”

“Your political customs are quite unusual you know.”

“Oh?  You don’t have elections where you come from?”

“Some planets do.”  He stuffed a nacho in his mouth.  “My planet does elect its council members, but we don’t campaign.”

“Then how do you select your elected officials?”

“Well – we have a lottery.  The losers have to serve a ten-year term.”

“Hmm…. Well that’s certainly interesting.”

“But quite equitable and simple, compared to other places.”  Garn took a big bite from his turkey club.  “Why, on Talos 4, they decide elections based upon an interpretive dance-off, and on Yargon III they elect the male or female with the largest tusks.”

“That’s great,” Carol said absently.  “Hey, look! They’re starting now.”

Garn and Carol watched the debate in silence for several moments before Carol turned back to Garn.  “How do they do it again on Yargon III?”

Happy Thursday, Friends!

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