Re: The Little Prince And The Conceited Man
- Hi Prometheus,
This is a good one too! What do you think of an hybrid version of the
two characters? It would give something like a Conceit King who whip
his servants when they dare to say that "the emperor has no clothes"?
--- In EckankarSurvivorsAnonymous@yahoogroups.com, "prometheus_973"
> Hi Jivat,
> This next one, in Chapter 11, reminded me of the
> narcissists I know... Klemp for one!
> The second planet was inhabited by a conceited man.
> "Ah! Ah! I am about to receive a visit from an admirer!"
> he exclaimed from afar, when he first saw the little prince
> coming. For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.
> "Good morning," said the little prince. "That is a queer hat
> you are wearing."
> "It is a hat for salutes," the conceited man replied.
> "It is to raise in salute when people acclaim me.
> Unfortunately, nobody at all ever passes this way."
> "Yes?" said the little prince, who did not understand
> what the conceited man was talking about.
> "Clap your hands, one against the other," the conceited
> man now directed him. The little prince clapped his hands.
> The conceited man raised his hat in a modest salute.
> "This is more entertaining than the visit to the king,"
> the little prince said to himself. And he began again
> to clap his hands, one against the other. The conceited
> man against raised his hat in salute. After five minutes
> of this exercise the little prince grew tired of the game's
> monotony. "And what should one do to make the hat come
> down?" he asked. But the conceited man did not hear him.
> Conceited people never hear anything but praise.
> "Do you really admire me very much?" he demanded
> of the little prince. "What does that mean, 'admire'?"
> "To admire means that you regard me as the handsomest,
> the best-dressed, the richest, and the most intelligent man
> on this planet." "But you are the only man on your planet!"
> "Do me this kindness. Admire me just the same."
> "I admire you," said the little prince, shrugging his shoulders
> slightly, "but what is there in that to interest you so much?"
> And the little prince went away. "The grown-ups are certainly
> very odd," he said to himself, as he continued on his journey.
> jivatmananda wrote:
> > Hi All,
> > I thought you may enjoy the meeting of a little prince with a king who
> > reign over the planets, the stars and the whole universe. It's really
> > inspiring to find how he orders the sun to set... I pasted an excerpt
> > below my signature and you will find the whole chapter at
> > http://www.spiritual.com.au/articles/prince/PrinceCh10.htm
> > Jivat
> > "Sire," he said to him, "I beg that you will excuse my asking you a
> > question"
> > "I order you to ask me a question," the king hastened to assure him.
> > "Sire, over what do you rule?" "Over everything," said the king, with
> > magnificent simplicity.
> > "Over everything?" The king made a gesture, which took in his planet,
> > the other planets, and all the stars. "Over all that?" asked the
> > little prince. "Over all that," the king answered. For his rule was
> > not only absolute: it was also universal. "And the stars obey you?"
> > "Certainly they do," the king said. "They obey instantly. I do not
> > permit insubordination."
> > Such power was a thing for the little prince to marvel at. If he had
> > been master of such complete authority, he would have been able to
> > watch the sunset, not forty-four times in one day, but seventy-two, or
> > even a hundred, or even two hundred times, with out ever having to
> > move his chair. And because he felt a bit sad as he remembered his
> > little planet which he had forsaken, he plucked up his courage to ask
> > the king a favor:
> > "I should like to see a sunset... do me that kindness... Order the sun
> > to set..."
> > "If I ordered a general to fly from one flower to another like a
> > butterfly, or to write a tragic drama, or to change himself into a sea
> > bird, and if the general did not carry out the order that he had
> > received, which one of us would be in the wrong?" the king demanded.
> > "The general, or myself?"
> > "You," said the little prince firmly.
> > "Exactly. One much require from each one the duty which each one can
> > perform," the king went on. "Accepted authority rests first of all on
> > reason. If you ordered your people to go and throw themselves into the
> > sea, they would rise up in revolution. I have the right to require
> > obedience because my orders are reasonable."
> > "Then my sunset?" the little prince reminded him: for he never forgot
> > a question once he had asked it.
> > "You shall have your sunset. I shall command it. But, according to my
> > science of government, I shall wait until conditions are favorable."
> > "When will that be?" inquired the little prince. "Hum! Hum!" replied
> > the king; and before saying anything else he consulted a bulky
> > almanac. "Hum! Hum! That will be about... about... that will be this
> > evening about twenty minutes to eight. And you will see how well I am
> > obeyed."