Kickass and Trevor's Eighth Birthday by Bill Stokes

Attribution: Photo by Bill Stokes

By Bill Stokes

Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports the keeper and Phyllis heading out to Mazo for the 8^th birthday party for Trevor one of the keeper’s great grandchildren, at which the keeper will bore Trevor and others by pointing out that he is old enough to have had eleven and one half 8^th birthdays, and on his first 8^th birthday in 1939, telephones hung on the wall or sat on desks, bicycles had to be pedaled and a despicable head-of-state was launching the most unthinkable power grab that would kill millions.

Some things change, Trevor. Other things just get updated with bigger bombs and more outlandish egos, and there is always the chance that once you have had a couple of eighth birthdays, the reigning narcissistic oaf will send you off to be drone cannon fodder on his behalf.

Don’t go, Trevor. Tell him you’re going fishing with your dad and mom and brother because that makes a lot more sense.

Happy Eighth Birthday, Trevor!