
Once upon a time, a long time ago, there lived two happy people
called Tim and Maggie with their two children, John and Lucy. To
understand
how happy they were you have to understand how things were in
those days. You see in those happy days everyone was given a small,
soft
Fuzzy Bag when born. Any time a person reached into this bag
they were able to pull out a Warm Fuzzy. Warm Fuzzies were very much
in demand
because whenever someone was given a Warm Fuzzy it made them
feel warm and fuzzy all over. In those days it was very easy to get
Warm Fuzzies.
Anytime that somebody
felt like it, he might walk up to you and say, "I'd like to have a Warm
Fuzzy." You would then reach into your bag and pull out a Fuzzy the size
of a child’s hand. As soon as the Fuzzy saw the light of day it would smile and
blossom into a large, shaggy, Warm Fuzzy. When you laid the Warm Fuzzy on the
person's head, shoulder or lap it would snuggle up and melt right against their
skin and make them feel good all over. People were always asking each other for
Warm Fuzzies, and since they were always given freely, getting enough of them
was never a problem. There were always plenty to go around, and so everyone was
happy and felt warm and fuzzy most of the time.
One day a bad witch who made
salves and potions for sick people became angry because everyone was so happy
and feeling good and no one was buying potions and salves. The witch was very
clever and devised a very wicked plan.
One beautiful morning while Maggie was
playing with her daughter the witch crept up to Tim and whispered in his
ear, "See
here, Tim, look at all the Fuzzies that Maggie is giving to Lucy. You know, if
she keeps it up she is going to run out and then there won't be any left for
you!" Tim was astonished. He turned to the witch and asked, "Do you
mean to tell me that there isn't a Warm Fuzzy in our bag every time we reach
into it?".
And the witch answered, "No, absolutely not, and once you run out, that's
it. You don't have any more." With this the witch flew away on a broom,
laughing and cackling all the way. Tim took this to heart and began to notice
every time Maggie gave away a Warm Fuzzy. He got very worried because he
liked Maggie's Warm Fuzzies very much and did not want to give them up. He
certainly
did not think it was right for Maggie to be spending all her Warm Fuzzies
on the children and other people. Tim began to complain or sulk when he saw
Maggie
giving Warm Fuzzies to somebody else, and because Maggie loved him very much,
she stopped giving Warm Fuzzies to other people as often, and reserved most
of them for him.
The children watched this and soon began to get the idea that it
was wrong to give Warm Fuzzies any time you were asked or felt like it.
They too became very careful. They would watch their parents closely
and whenever
they felt that one of their parents was giving too many Fuzzies to others,
they felt jealous and complained and sometimes even had a tantrum.
And even though
they found a Warm Fuzzy every time they reached into their bag they began
to feel guilty whenever they gave them away so they reached in less
and less and
became more and more stingy with them.
Before the witch, people used to
gather in groups of three, four or five, never caring too much
who was giving Warm Fuzzies
to whom. After the coming of the witch, people began to pair off and to
reserve all their Warm Fuzzies for each other, exclusively.
When people forgot to be
careful and gave a Warm Fuzzy to just anybody they worried because they
knew that somebody would probably resent sharing their Warm
Fuzzies. People began
to give less and less Warm Fuzzies, and felt less warm and less fuzzy.
They began to shrivel up and, occasionally, people would even
die from lack of Warm Fuzzies.
People felt worse and worse and, more and more, people went to the witch
to buy potions and salves even though they didn't really seem
to work.
Well, the situation
was getting very serious indeed. The bad witch who had been watching
all of this didn't really want the people to die (since dead people
couldn't buy his salves
and potions), so a new plan was devised. Everyone was given, free of
charge,
a bag that was very similar to the Fuzzy Bag except that this one was
cold while the Fuzzy Bag was warm. Inside of the witch's bag were
Cold Pricklies.
These
Cold Pricklies did not make people feel warm and fuzzy; in fact they
made
them feel cold and prickly instead. But the Cold Pricklies
were better than nothing
and they did prevent peoples' backs from shriveling up. So, from then
on, when somebody asked for a Warm Fuzzy, people who were
worried about depleting their
supply would say, "I can't give you a Warm Fuzzy, but would you like a Cold
Prickly instead?" Sometimes, two people would walk up to each
other, thinking they maybe they could get a Warm Fuzzy this time, but
one of them would change
his mind and they would wind up giving each other Cold Pricklies instead.
So, the end result was that people were not dying anymore but a lot
of people were
very unhappy and feeling very cold and prickly indeed.
The situation got very
complicated since the coming of the witch because there were fewer
and fewer Warm Fuzzies around and Warm Fuzzies which used to
be free as air, became extremely
valuable. This caused people to do all sorts of things in order to
get Warm Fuzzies. People who could not find a generous partner
had to buy their Warm Fuzzies and
had to work long hours to earn the money.
Some people became "popular" and got a lot of Warm Fuzzies without
having to give any back. These people would then sell their Warm Fuzzies to people
who were "unpopular" and needed them to feel that life
was worth living.
Another thing which happened was that some people would take Cold
Pricklies-- which were everywhere and freely available-and coated
them white and fluffy so
that they almost looked like Warm Fuzzies. These fake Warm Fuzzies
were really Plastic Fuzzies, and they caused additional problems.
For instance, two or more
people would get together and freely give each other Plastic Fuzzies.
They expected to feel good, but they came away feeling bad instead.
People got very confused
never realizing that their cold, prickly feelings were because
they had been given a lot of Plastic Fuzzies. So the situation was
very, very dismal and it
all started because of the coming of the witch who made people
believe that some day, when least expected, they might reach into
their Warm Fuzzy Bag and find
no more.
Not long ago, a young woman with big hips came to this
unhappy land. She seemed not to have heard about the bad
witch and was not worried about running
out of Warm Fuzzies. She gave them out freely, even when not
asked. They called her the Hip Woman and disapproved of her because
she
was giving the children
the idea that they should not worry about running out of Warm
Fuzzies. The children liked her very much because they felt good
around her
and they began to follow
her example giving out Warm Fuzzies whenever they felt like it.
This made the grownups very worried.
To protect the children
from depleting their supplies
of Warm Fuzzies they passed a law. The law made it a criminal
offense to give out Warm Fuzzies in a reckless manner or
without a license.
Many children, however,
seemed not to care; and in spite of the law they continued
to give each other Warm Fuzzies whenever they felt like it and always
when
asked. Because they were
many, many children, almost as many as grown ups, it began
to
look as if maybe they would have their way.
As of now its
hard to say
what will happen. Will the
grownups laws stop the recklessness of the children? Are
the grownups going to join with the Hip Woman and the children
in taking a chance
that there will always
be as many Warm Fuzzies as needed? Will they remember the
days their children are trying to bring back when Warm Fuzzies
were abundant because people gave
them away freely?
The struggle spread all over the land and
is probably going on right were you live. If you want to,
and I hope you do, you can join by freely
giving
and asking for Warm Fuzzies and being as loving and healthy
as you can.
The Original Warm
Fuzzy Tale
by Claude Steiner

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