If I Could Tell It

Arthur

Circles are my favorite shape. They make sense. Every circle is the same, aside from size. Every single one has the same ratios and the same shape and the same never ending edges. Every part of every circle is the same. The curvature never changes; it just goes around and around until you stop tracing your finger around the outside edge.

I think that people should be circles. Then everyone would be the same. There would be no short, or tall, or fat, or brown, or white, or male, or female. That would be better. Everyone equal. Then no wars would be fought, and no disagreements, and all the circle people would live in their circular world and everyone would work together to survive and be happy.

I would be an architect in this circular world. I would sit in a little room, at the top of the tallest tower in the circular palace, and look out over the circular land and make a circular structure that nobody would ever forget. Just like in Rome. In Rome, they had architects, and they designed bridges and palaces and houses and bath houses, all made to help people. And then, everyone in this circular world would look at that structure and they would think, Arthur made that.

And then, the circular emperor would come up to me in that little room, and he would tell me that I did a great thing by making that circular structure out there in the circular land. I would tell him that it was my honor to do so, and that I was only trying to do something good for the circular people of our circular city.

And the best part of all?

The emperor was not me.

Christopher Columbus was wrong. The world is flat.