The Legend of Kingwood
Once upon a
time back in the previous millennium, Princess Olive Oil ruled Kingwood
without the help of a king. Fortunately for her, the natty King Cole
came to Kingwood to take the throne and rule the domain with an iron
fist. King Cole was a fierce warrior lord who had previously reigned as
king in Jerkey City and the Land of Irving’s Stones. His brief reign in
Jerkey City ended with a peasant revolt and his tenure in the Land of
Irving’s Stones ended with his favorite court jester, Kentworth Giblet,
being banished to a penal colony on the sovereign Isles of Wails.
King Cole
decided he would develop an effective manner of rule for Kingwood which
would keep him empowered longer than in any domain ever before. He kept
all of the worker peasants at a distance and he controlled communication
throughout the land so the peasants could not revolt. King Cole had a
cabinet of ministers that was called the Board of Regimentation. The
Board of Regimentation was responsible for the common good and did so
via a sophisticated method of taxation and compensation to the peasant
workers. King Cole’s tight control over communications often left his
ministers in a state of confusion and disarray thus fighting amongst
themselves instead of looking out for the common good. The king often
complained about reckless spending throughout the kingdom while handing
out many sweet rewards and incentives to himself and Princess Olive
Oil. The treasury was soon devoid of gold and silver and gems and
jewels.
King Cole
was actually at the mercy of the ministers, but it often looked the
other way around. Almost on a monthly basis, King Cole would come to
the ministers with suggestions which the ministers would make into law.
Then whenever the worker peasants were confronted by King Cole’s gruff,
antagonistic and controlling manner, he would claim he was following the
mandates of the ministers.
Around this
time morale amongst the peasants in Kingwood was reaching an all time
low. The peasants were working everyday in the fields without the least
bit of incentive or gratitude while the king and the princess reaped
their rewards. The ministers were baffled by the low morale, however,
they allowed King Cole and the princess to raid the treasury once each
year thinking that this was a small price to pay for such great
leadership. The peasants observed the king and the princess in resolute
silence hoping that their day would come.
Sometime
early in the following millennium, the peasants all gathered by the
Castle on Castledale Road and were looking forward to an increase in pay
for their hard, tedious work in the fields. Arriving at the castle,
they were told by King Cole and the ministers that the treasury was
empty! This left the peasants very dejected. In addition, the peasants
learned their traditional, good doctor was leaving Kingwood for a
faraway, very exclusive kingdom where it was quite expensive to live and
rumor had it that he could possibly be replaced by the nasty,
incompetent Chinese Doctor HMO or a doctor even less capable. All the
peasants cried out in unison, “King Cole, why have you forsaken us?!”
“Where are the ministers at this time of great need?” they cried.
King Cole
decided a new type of tactic for dealing with the peasant workers was
necessary. He decided to tell all of Kingwood about the peasants’
demands. “All of this nonsense while the treasury is empty!” the king
thought. The ministers agreed that, although this had never been done
in this or any other kingdom before, King Cole should do so now. This
would beat down the peasants and preserve the kingdom. The peasants
would go back to work every day in the fields where they belonged and
stop complaining. The very next day, all of the workers most personal
requests were revealed to all of the moms and the dads and the taxpayers
in Kingwood.
Unexpectedly,
instead of the peasants going back to the fields, they started a small
revolt. They left their houses undecorated for all the kingdom to see!
This created conflict between the worker peasants and some of the mom
peasants in Kingwood. The rancor between the workers and the moms took
on a life and fire of it’s own. King Cole was confident this additional
new conflict would only aide his efforts to quash the revolt.
The case of
King Cole’s ministers and the unruly peasant workers is now heading for
mediation and may make its way to Kingwood’s high court. King Cole
sorely misses his court jesters now. He still believes that his big
kingdom tactics will prevail. When the skirmishes end, all of Kingwood
will be in shambles. It may require 5 or 10 years for Kingwood to
recover. The ministers resolutely and steadfastly support their king.
Years later
the descendents of the Kingwood Konflict, as it came to be known,
described this story to their children so they, in turn, might tell the
story to their children and thus make sure they never allow the same
mistakes again. King Cole developed his leadership skills in kingdoms
much larger than Kingwood and containing much rougher elements than
Kingwood. Jerkey City was kind of crass and the Land of Irving’s Stones
would have been a better site for building penal institutions than for
building a normal everyday empire. In Kingwood, the workers in the
fields were mostly moms and peasant neighbors. The intimidation and
manipulation King Cole used in Kingwood was much too course and much too
harsh and not at all necessary for dealing with the moms and the
neighbors working in the kingdom’s fields. All the peasant workers
wanted was to be treated with dignity and respect and to be paid a
decent wage for a decent days work. The King’s tight rule was not
understood by the peasants and was resented throughout the land. The
peasant workers never expected to get everything they asked for. They
simply wanted to be heard and treated with dignity and respect. By now
the divide was much too wide to turn back and both sides dug in for the
long battle reminiscent of medieval times.
The king had
most of his ministers convinced that his way was the best way to rule.
Astoundingly, many ministers showed a remarkable lack of concern about
the treatment of the peasant workers at the hands of the natty King Cole
and many ministers lacked concern about the day their time as minister
would end and they would return to the kingdom of the peasants as one of
the moms or dads or neighbors. By the time that day would come, King
Cole would be far, far away in a distant land collecting his pension,
but his diabolical mark would be left on Kingwood and it’s ministers for
many years to come.
### The End ###