Once upon a time…
there lived a very powerful emperor. He was a tenacious competitor and a fierce leader. Strong and demanding but fair and even tempered.
He was well liked and respected amongst his rivals, and as he rose above them he carried the burden with aplomb.
Then one day a marketing genius in his court had an idea,
“We need to the make the Emperor seem more down to earth.” He said. “He needs a new Skinsuit.”
Well of course as luck would have it there was no shortage of tailors that were honored to fashion the new Skinsuit and promised it would make the Emperor look much more human.
Being the trusting and fair-minded leader that he was, the Emperor took the advice of his marketing genius who wrapped him in a brand new cloak made of stupidity. Trimmed with yards of “trust me”, and adorned with fine details made from “research”.
So on the day the Emperor rolled out in his new Skinsuit, he didn’t understand why so many of his loyal subjects were aghast!
“Perhaps they don’t see the wisdom in your new Skinsuit”, the marketing genius said. “Perhaps they are blind to its beauty.”
At that very moment a young fan of the Emperor stepped out of the crowd and yelled,
“Look mum, I can see the Froomey bits!”
As the marketing genius ran off dumfounded, one can only pray the words of an innocent child will strike a cord of truth with the Emperor and that he ride back to the palace at a very high cadence and pull on a proper pair of cycling shorts.
The End.
I hope.
To my knowledge no children really saw any Froomey bits but trying to erase certain images from this artists mind has been very traumatic.
