The Servant Problem

By Robert Young

Selling a whole town, and doing it inconspicuously, can be a little difficult … either giving it away freely, or in a more normal sense of “selling”. People don't quite believe it….

• Language: English
• Publisher: Endymion Press
• Release date: Sep 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781531299040

Robert Young

I'll tell you right off, I'm not someone who always wanted to be a writer. Heck, as a kid, I didn't even like reading! I'd rather play, and if there was a ball involved, that was even better. In the classroom, I'd be the squirmy one, looking out the window or counting down the minutes until recess. Oh, there were bursts of interest in writing along the way, especially when I could get up and read a funny story to the class. But, as I got older, writing became more of a chore, something to do for a grade. When high school graduation came, it was clear I wasn't going to be a major league baseball player, and I sure didn't want to fight in a war (Vietnam) that made no sense, so off to college I went. That's where I got excited about the power of words. Reading can take you anywhere, and it can teach you anything you want to know. I graduated in 1973 with a degree in education. Armed with my interest in words, I began teaching. The books my students read intrigued me, and it wasn't long before I was thinking I wanted to be a writer. I just didn't have a clue on how to go about it. So, I started small: letters to the editor, magazine articles, short stories, plays. Some of them even got published! My interest in nonfiction came after my son, Tyler, was born. Watching him explore the world with wonder ignited my own curiosity, which had somehow cooled over the years. That's when I started writing nonfiction. Nonfiction is about wondering, asking questions, seeking answers, and sharing them. The curiosity I rekindled still guides me as I write today.

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THE SERVANT PROBLEM

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Robert Young

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The Servant Problem

THE SERVANT PROBLEM

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IF YOU HAVE EVER LIVED in a small town, you have seen Francis Pfleuger, and probably you have sent him after sky-hooks, left-handed monkey-wrenches and pails of steam, and laughed uproariously behind his back when he set forth to do your bidding. The Francis Pfleugers of the world have inspired both fun and laughter for generations out of mind.

The Francis Pfleuger we are concerned with here lived in a small town named Valleyview, and in addition to suffering the distinction of being the village idiot, he also suffered the distinction of being the village inventor. These two distinctions frequently go hand in hand, and afford, in their incongruous togetherness, an even greater inspiration for fun and laughter. For in this advanced age of streamlined electric can openers and sleek pop-up toasters, who but the most naïve among us can fail to be titillated by the thought of a buck-toothed, wall-eyed moron building Rube Goldberg contrivances in his basement?

The Francis Pfleuger we are concerned with did his inventing in his kitchen rather than in his basement; nevertheless, his machines were in the Rube Goldberg tradition. Take the one he was assembling now, for example. It stood on the kitchen table, and its various attachments jutted this way and that with no apparent rhyme or reason. In its center there was a transparent globe that looked like an upside-down goldfish bowl, and in the center of the bowl there was an object that startlingly resembled a goldfish, but which, of course, was nothing of the sort. Whatever it was, though, it kept growing brighter and brighter each time Francis added another attachment, and had already attained a degree of incandescence so intense that he had been forced to don cobalt-blue goggles in order to look at it. The date was the First of April, 1962—April Fool’s Day.

Actually, the idea for this particular machine had not originated in Francis’ brain, nor had the parts for it originated in his kitchen-workshop. When he had gone out to get the milk that morning he had found a box on his doorstep, and in the box he had found the goldfish bowl and the attachments, plus a sheet of instructions entitled, DIRECTIONS FOR ASSEMBLING A MULTIPLE MÖBIUS-KNOT DYNAMO. Francis thought that a machine capable of tying knots would be pretty keen, and he had carried the box into the kitchen and set to work forthwith.

He now had but one more part to go, and he proceeded to screw it into place.