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If the Romans had had ‘smart weapons’ . . .

"Journey of the Magi," T. S. Eliot

 


David Benjamin, "If the Romans had had ‘smart weapons’ . . .

From San Francisco Chronicle just before Christmas

BETHLEHEM, Judea, Dec. 26, 0000 A.D. – A small stable was destroyed here yesterday, and an undetermined number of noncombatants killed or injured, after a remote-controlled missile, fired by Roman forces, missed by less than 10 yards its intended target, an inn where a notorious Hebrew terrorist was reported to be spending the night.

The "smart weapon," launched from a Roman galley on the Sea of Galilee and guided by an unmanned radar-equipped "drone" seagull, was fired after reports that Barabbas, a Hebrew assassin long-sought by Roman intelligence, had arrived in Bethlehem, apparently to disrupt the census recently ordered by Emperor Caesar Augustus.

"We had a solid tip that Barabbas – who’s a real bad guy – was at the inn," said Marcus Dubius, spokesperson for the Roman occupation. However, after centurions arrived at the scene, they found only the destroyed stable and a crowd of shell-hocked Judeans who said Barabbas has left Bethlehem days before.

Because of the devastation caused by the "smart weapon," Roman officials have yet to determine the death toll in what is being called "an unfortunate military accident." According to Marcus Dubius, "As long as these Hebrew terrorists continue to hole up in heavily populated areas, there are going to be civilian losses like this. If more of the natives cooperated with their Roman liberators, we could flush out these fanatics and prevent such tragedies."

According to witnesses, a Galilean family, who had come all the way from Nazareth, was wiped out in the mishap. They had intended to stay at the inn –where they would have survived – but were shunted into the stable because they had failed to secure a room in advance.

"There was no room at the inn," said innkeeper Rachel Cross. "It’s terrible what happened, but I keep telling people, you want a room, make a reservation. How hard is this?"

The family was identified as a man named Joseph, his wife Mary and a new-born son. Also killed were several unidentified shepherds, an ox, a donkey, at least five sheep and, in the words of one confused bystander being nursed for a head wound, "a heavenly host of angels." A drummer boy, whose presence in the stable was unexplained, was seriously injured and later died of his wounds.

One of the mysteries Roman officials have yet to fathom is the larger number of people who appeared to have gathered in the stable, a circumstance that worsened the tragedy. "As far as we can tell, the woman was in childbirth just before the missile hit," said the Roman spokesman.

Among witnesses to the carnage, incongruously, were three prominent Magi, who had traveled all the way from the East, apparently for the purpose of visiting this very stable. They were crestfallen when they found the humble stable reduced to ashes and surrounded by smoking body parts. One of the Kings, Balthazar, claimed to have followed a "bright star in the heavens" to the Bethlehem region.

Despite similar reports of an intense brilliance lighting up the night sky over Judea, Marcus Dubius of the Roman Press Office, scoffed: "They probably just saw the afterburner from the missile. These weapons burn pretty hot."

Melchior, another of the eastern Magi, said he and his companions had come laden with gold, frankincense and myrrh, to celebrate the birth of a "Savior."

"Something in our hearts told us we must follow the (alleged) star, for the son of God was about to be born, to suffer and to die for the sins of humankind," added Melchior. "We had no idea he was going to die this quick. What are we going to do with all this leftover myrrh?"

Contacted at his palace in Jerusalem, King Herod, the local Roman satrap, said, "Well, this is sad, of course. My heart goes out to these folks."

Asked about reports of a Savior being killed in the stable, Herod said, "Frankly, I’m tired of hearing all this Messiah talk. If this country is going to move forward, we’ve got to forget about Saviors and Baptists and all these other fairy tales, and start cooperating with the Romans. These troops came to liberate us, and we should be grateful."

In a related piece of good news, Herod announced that, out of respect for the family who died in the Bethlehem stable, he had postponed a plan to have every firstborn son in Judea slaughtered by soldiers.

"Just think of this as my little Christmas present," said Herod.

Herod did not explain what he meant by the word "Christmas."

Meanwhile, Roman authorities have ordered Bethlehem residents to avoid contact with the media during the investigation of this incident. Those who violate this advice will be "flogged to death summarily, or crucified," according to Marcus Dubius.

Roman authorities offered no timetable on the completion of their inquiry into the matter. However, the site of the tragedy was quickly cleared. Within hours, the only sign that anything had occurred was a manger lying broken in the missile crater.


"Journey of the Magi," T. S. Eliot

"A cold coming we had of it,

Just the worst time of the year

For a journey, and such a long journey:

The ways deep and the weather sharp,

The very dead of winter."

And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,

Lying down in the melting snow.

There were times we regretted

The summer palaces on slopes, the terraces,

And the silken girls bringing sherbet.

Then the camel men cursing and grumbling

And running away, and wanting their liquor and women.

And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters,

And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendly

And the villages dirty and charging high prices:

A hard time we had of it.

At the end we preferred to travel all night,

Sleeping in snatches,

With the voices singing in our ears, saying

That this was all folly.

 

Then at dawn we came down to a temperate valley,

Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;

With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness,

And three trees on the low sky,

And an old white horse galloped away in the meadow.

Then we came to a tavern with vine-leaves over the lintel,

Six hands at an open door dicing for pieces of silver,

And feet kicking the empty wine-skins.

But there was no information, and so we continued

And arrived at evening, not a moment too soon

Finding the place; it was (you may say) satisfactory.

 

All this was a long time ago, I remember,

And I would do it again, but set down

This set down

This: were we led all that way for

Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,

We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death,

But had thought they were different; this Birth was

Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.

We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,

But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,

With an alien people clutching their gods.

I should be glad of another death.

 

 

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