Issue 2:
Fire
Jacquelin McArtor
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The No Fire Zone
What if, in this increasingly politically correct world, the word fire came under fire and was changed to the less offensive really really warm? Enter, if you dare, the NO FIRE ZONE.
Six a.m. sharp, the radio blares you awake. John Denver's belting out, "I think I've seen a really really warm in the sky."
On the way to work, you grind to a halt beside a demolition site. The boss-man's yelling really really warm in the hole, which totally offends you, so you roll up the window and pop in a cassette by your favorite group -- Earth, Wind and Really Really Warm.
Late again, your supervisor threatens to really really warm you. You swallow the urge to really really warm back a nasty comment about sexual harassment in the workplace.
After work, you stop for burgers cooked over an open really really warm but pass when your friendly fast food server asks, "You want E.coli with that?"
Later that evening, you watch children collecting really really warm flies in their jars, try to get really really warmed-up to do it all again tomorrow and long for the good old days when fire existed.
~Jacquelin McArtor
Jacquelin is a mother of two who enjoys writing, painting and long walks to the laundry room for wayward socks. Email.
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This page updated April 23, 2002.