More Temptation

Introduction.

I have to agree with Orscar Wilde in that I can resist anything but temptation and I believe that is true of most people, especially artists and creators, although that can be extended into life where temptation turns into something terrible, dot dot dot

This was originally going to be a piece on my situation but decided that people might get offended by what I was thinking about writing.

Then I thought of the story behind the Warren Zevon song "Excitable Boy" and thought that would be a great inspiration for a story.

More Temptation

As a child he always took an extra sweet or two, grabbed handfuls at trick or treat, and for more when he ate and his parents always complied with his wishes.

As he grew up he had the newest computer and mobile phone, when he saw a new one he smashed his, and then whined at his parents that he had to have the latest one, which now cost over a thousand. He had to have the best of everything, and when he had that he had to have more.

He had a car before he could legally drive, but that meant when he came of age he could have almost any girl he wanted, well that's what he thought. Money and a car made him irresistible.

As soon as he was driving he acted like he owned the road, speeding and running red lights. Anything that was wrong he succumbed to the temptation to do it.

He was continually pulled over and charged by the police, but his parents always made it go away and excused his behaviour as he was an excitable boy.

And he got the girls, but they did not last long, always ending up in court cases and almost resulting in prison sentences, but again his parents were there to ensure that his reputation remained spotless, so University was a stroll and he walked right into politics.

His motto was:

"It's Not Enough For Me To Win, There Have To Be Losers"

The ones that opposed him did not last. He loved that he now had his own fortunes, properly managed which meant that he could pay people to do anything. If someone offended him, they would be severely beaten and even hospitalised.

Life was perfect but temptation led him on.

He had always been a bully and as a kid killed insects and small animals, like dogs and cats in the neighbourhood. Then his parents made things right, now he paid to have things put right.

The truth was an anathema to him, he just had to have more and what did a lie matter as long as he got what he wanted?

He wanted more.

He had money, he had anyone he wanted in bed (and out of bed) and they all knew what might happen to them but still went through with it.

His trajectory was always up and one day he was there, he was the top man and he said what went in the country.

He had control of the military, and could send them to invade countries on a whim of his.

He looked and the world and decided it was his to do with what he wanted. No one questioned him, because, well, he was excitable.

Any nation that he took a dislike to felt the full force of his might and eventually kowtowed to any demands that he made.

But he began to get bored.

He could do anything he wanted, and then he saw the RED BUTTON.

He was bored with the world and very tempted to do something about it

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