The solution to the deficit crisis? More jigsaw puzzles!
The women in the backshop are standing there putting together a jigsaw puzzle, and I want this madness to stop right now because they’ve almost got it finished and I could never get past unwrapping the box.
You’d have to be nuts to sit there for hours trying to fit little hacked-up pieces of cardboard to form a picture of Elvis, when you can go down to a roadside stand and BUY a perfectly good picture of Elvis on purple and black velvet, and it’s already put together.
Jigsaw puzzles are things mothers once used to get the kids out of their hair until television was invented. The problem was that kids couldn’t go more than a few seconds before puzzle-building gave way to hair-pulling, then the pieces would get scattered all over the house and you’d be finding them in the refrigerator or in the bedsheets for months afterwards.
What was worse, children had this terrible habit of asking their parents for help. The standard reply was, “No, dear. Mommy can’t help because that would spoil all the fun for you,” which really meant, “Mommy doesn’t want to put together some dumb jigsaw puzzle of Bambi and Thumper discussing the nature of reality, and why don’t you kids work on it for several years until I get a healthy layer of scar tissue over these ulcers?”
But then Mommy would be passing by and see a piece that fit into a hole, and pretty soon Mommy would be on the floor searching for more pieces that fit and occasionally shrieking “I FOUND ONE!” while the kids are off pulling each other’s hair or testing the cat’s reaction to having its tale inserted into the garbage disposal.
A big problem with jigsaw puzzles is that a piece is always missing. Space aliens from the galactic center of the universe could land in Washington, D.C., and deliver a solid gold jigsaw puzzle as a gift to all mankind, and piece would be missing.
Another thing you have to consider is the personality of a person who enjoys working jigsaw puzzles. Basically, these people sick. Why else would anyone spend a significant portion of his lifetime connecting pieces of cardboard to form pictures of things he would never allow to soil his walls, when he could be doing constructive things such as developing new uses for that stuff that collects in drains, or solving the mounting national deficit?
Which leads me to the mounting crisis of the national deficit. I have hit upon the solution to the deficit problem, which is to have Oliver North shred it into 20 or 30 jillion skillion pieces and mail envelopes of the pieces to all the taxpayers, then throw a national jigsaw puzzle party and invite the entire nation to put the deficit back together.
While everybody is doing this, the government can jack taxes through the roof and nobody will notice because they’ll be busy covering North America with the Mounting Crisis of National Deficit Puzzle, and by the time it’s put together nobody will be around to worry about the deficit.
This column was originally published in the Northwest Florida Daily News and is used with permission.
About the author:
Del Stone Jr. is a professional fiction writer. He is known primarily for his work in the contemporary dark fiction field, but has also published science fiction and contemporary fantasy. Stone’s stories, poetry and scripts have appeared in publications such as Amazing Stories, Eldritch Tales, and Bantam-Spectra’s Full Spectrum. His short fiction has been published in The Year’s Best Horror Stories XXII; Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine; the Pocket Books anthology More Phobias; the Barnes & Noble anthologies 100 Wicked Little Witch Stories, Horrors! 365 Scary Stories, and 100 Astounding Little Alien Stories; the HWA anthology Psychos; and other short fiction venues, like Blood Muse, Live Without a Net, Zombiesque and Sex Macabre. Stone’s comic book debut was in the Clive Barker series of books, Hellraiser, published by Marvel/Epic and reprinted in The Best of Hellraiser anthology. He has also published stories in Penthouse Comix, and worked with artist Dave Dorman on many projects, including the illustrated novella “Roadkill,” a short story for the Andrew Vachss anthology Underground from Dark Horse, an ashcan titled “December” for Hero Illustrated, and several of Dorman’s Wasted Lands novellas and comics, such as Rail from Image and “The Uninvited.” Stone’s novel, Dead Heat, won the 1996 International Horror Guild’s award for best first novel and was a runner-up for the Bram Stoker Award. Stone has also been a finalist for the IHG award for short fiction, the British Fantasy Award for best novella, and a semifinalist for the Nebula and Writers of the Future awards. His stories have appeared in anthologies that have won the Bram Stoker Award and the World Fantasy Award. Two of his works were optioned for film, the novella “Black Tide” and short story “Crisis Line.”
Stone recently retired after a 41-year career in journalism. He won numerous awards for his work, and in 1986 was named Florida’s best columnist in his circulation division by the Florida Society of Newspaper Editors. In 2001 he received an honorable mention from the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association for his essay “When Freedom of Speech Ends” and in 2003 he was voted Best of the Best in the category of columnists by Emerald Coast Magazine. He participated in book signings and awareness campaigns, and was a guest on local television and radio programs.
As an addendum, Stone is single, kills tomatoes and morning glories with ruthless efficiency, once tied the stem of a cocktail cherry in a knot with his tongue, and carries a permanent scar on his chest after having been shot with a paintball gun. He’s in his 60s as of this writing but doesn’t look a day over 94.
Contact Del at [email protected]. He is also on Facebook, twitter, Pinterest, tumblr, TikTok, and Instagram. Visit his website at delstonejr.com .