archy and mehitabel
all about archy don marquis and archy the cockroach
don marquis was a new york newspaper columnist and highly popular social critic during the early 1900s
one morning he arrived at his desk to find a composition on the sheet of paper he had left in his typewriter the night before
the text was an introduction of the writer a cockroach who called himself archy
archy said that he had always wanted to be a poet and thanked marquis for making it possible for him to live his dream
he asked marquis to always leave a blank sheet in the typewriter each night when he left the office he also thanked marquis for leaving food scraps on the desk for him every night
the text on the sheet was entirely in lower case without punctuation the reason being that the only way archy could make the typewriter key strike the paper was to dive off the platen head- first onto the key whereupon the momentum of his dive forced the key down with enough pressure to make an imprint on the paper
he did this for each letter and by the end of the evening he was thoroughly worn out
he couldn’t arrange a way to work the shift key simultaneously thus the lower case text
i forget how he managed to arrange the carriage returns for separate lines as the months and years roll by archy increases the scope of his narrative and of his own micro cosmos so that his writings form a satirical sort of social commentary prominently featuring the global misadventures of his friend mehitabel the alley cat in this way marquis was able to use his column to subtly comment on issues of the day as well as to entertain
for more information on a great humanist go to http://www.donmarquis.com
one very interesting aspect of the writings of archy is that in the beginning he seems mostly to concentrate on lamenting his newfound circumstances as a poet-turned-roach that is he can t seem to get over the fact that he once was a human but now is an insect
however as the stories progress we find that archy becomes more critical of human attitudes and institutions—in the end he actually decides to wage war against humankind on behalf of insects and other lower animals
when he discovers that won t work out archy turns to a somber sort of warning to humanity to change its ways or face peril
in fact the entire collection of lives and times ends with these lines from archy to marquis:
men talk of money and industry
of hard times and recoveries
of finance and economics
but the ants wait and the scorpions wait
for while men talk they are making deserts all the time
getting the world ready for the conquering ant
drought and erosion and desert
because men cannot learn
rainfall passing off in flood and freshetand carrying good soil with it
because there are no longer forests
to withhold the water in the
billion meticulations of the roots
it wont be long now it wont be long
till earth is barren as the moon
and sapless as a mumbled bone
dear boss i relay this information
without any fear that humanity
will take warning and reform
archy
now look at it
the human race never would
take my advice
and now just look at it
planning more wars which mean
more debts more trouble and still more wars
well if it wants to commit suicide
why should a little insect such as i
worry about it
a suicide is a person who has
considered his own case and decided
that he is worthless and who acts
as his own judge jury and executioner
and he probably knows better
than anyone else whether there is justice
in the verdict
i am sorry to see the human race go
for it was in some respects almost as interesting
as several species of insects
but if it wants to die off
i shall not worry about it
i shall merely conclude it knows what it wants
archy the cockroach
they are the most unlikely of friends:
archy and mehitabel
archy is a cockroach with the soul of a poet and mehitabel is an alley cat with a celebrated past -- she claims she was cleopatra in a previous life
together cockroach and cat are the foundation of one of the most engaging collections of light poetry to come out of the twentieth century
expression is the need of my soul
declares archy
who labored as a free-verse poet in an earlier incarnation
at night alone he dives furiously on the keys of don marquis
typewriter to describe a cockroach s view of the world
rich with cynicism and humor
it s difficult enough to operate the typewriters return bar
to get a fresh line of paper
all of archy s dispatches are written lowercase
and without punctuation
because he is unable to hit both shift and letter keys to produce a capital letter
archy most often addresses his letters to his boss don marquis
boss i am disappointed in some of your readers
he writes
weary of having to explain the mechanics of his literary output
they are always interested in technical details
when the main question is whether the stuff is literature or not
aesop revised by archyfrom the life and times of archy & mehitabel, by don marquis. doubleday, 1950a wolf met a spring
lamb drinking at a stream
and said to her
you are the lamb
that muddied this stream
all last year
so that i could not get
a clean fresh drink
i am resolved that
this outrage
shall not be enacted again
this season
i am going to kill you
just a moment
said the lamb
i was not born last year
so it could not have been i
the wolf then pulled
a number of other
arguments as to why the
lamb should die
but in each case the lamb
pretty innocent that she was
easily proved
herself guiltless
well well said the wolf
enough of argument
you are right and i am wrong
but i am going to eat
you anyhow
because i am hungry
stop exclamation point
cried a human voice
and a man came over
the slope of the ravine
vile lupine marauder
you shall not kill that
beautiful and innocent
lamb for i shall save her
exit the wolf
left upper entrance
snarling
poor little lamb
continued our human hero
sweet tender little thing
it is well that i appeared
just when i did
it makes my blood boil
to think of the fright
to which you have been
subjected in another
moment i would have been
too late come home with me
and the lamb frolicked
about her new found friend
gamboling as to the sound
of a wordsworthian tabor
and leaping for joy
as if propelled by a stanza
from william blake
these vile and bloody wolves
went on our heroin honest indignation
they must be cleared out
of the country
the meads must be made safe for sheepocracy
and so jollying her alongwith the usual human hokum
he led her to his home
and the son of a gun
did not even blush when
they passed the mint bed
gently he cut her throat
all the while inveighing
against the inhuman wolf
and tenderly he cooked her
and lovingly he sauced her
and meltingly he ate her
and piously he said a grace
thanking his gods
for their bountiful gifts to him
and after dinner
he sat with his pipe
before the fire meditating
on the brutality of wolves
and the injustice of the universe
which allows them to harry
poor innocent lambs
and wondering if he
had not better
write to the papers for as he said
for god s sake can t
something be done about it
archy
the lesson of the moth
by don marquis, in "archy and mehitabel," 1927
i was talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break in
to an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires
why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths
or why if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric light bulb you would
now be a small unsightly cinder
have you no sense
plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
but what does that matter
it is better to be happy for a moment
and be burned up with beauty
than to live a long time
and be bored all the while
so we wad all our life up
into one little roll
and then we shoot the roll
that is what life is for
it is better to be a part of beauty
for one instant and then cease to
exist than to exist forever
and never be a part of beauty
our attitude toward life
is come easy go easy
we are like human beings
used to be before they became
too civilized to enjoy themselves
and before i could argue him
out of his philosophy
he went and immolated himself
on a patent cigar lighter
i do not agree with him
myself i would rather have
half the happiness and twice
the longevity
but at the same time i wish
there was something i wanted
as badly as he wanted to fry himself
archy
the hen and the oriole
well boss did it
ever strike you that a
hen regrets it just as
much when they ring her
neck as an oriole but
nobody has any
sympathy for a hen because
she is not beautiful
while everyone gets
sentimental over the
oriole and says how
shocking to kill the
lovely thing this thought
comes to my mind
because of the earnest
endeavor of a
gentleman to squash me
yesterday afternoon when i
was riding up in the
elevator if i had been a
butterfly he would have
said how did that
beautiful thing happen to
find its way into
these grimy city streets do
not harm the splendid
creature but let it
fly back to its rural
haunts avian beauty always
gets the best of
it be beautiful boss
a thing of beauty is
a joy forever
be handsome boss and let
who will be clever is
the sad advice
of your ugly little friend
archy
archy interviews a pharaoh
archy interviews a pharaoh this is most likely at the time of prohibition in the usa
boss I went and
interviewed the mummy
of the egyptian pharaoh
in the metropolitan museum
as you bade me to do what ho
my regal leather face
says i greetings
little scatter footed
scarab says he
kingly has been
says i
what was your ambition
when you had any
insignificant
and journalistic insect
says the royal crackling
in my tender prime
i was too dignified
to have anything as vulgar
as ambition
the ra ra boys
in the seti set
were too haughty
to be ambitious
we used to spend our time
feeding the ibises
and ordering
pyramids sent home to try on
but if i had my life
to live over again
i would give dignity
the regal razz
and hire myself out
to work in a brewery
old tan and tarry
says i
i detect in your speech
the overtones
of melancholy
yes i am sad
says the majestic mackerel
i am as sad
as the song
of a soudanese jackal
who is wailing for the blood red
moon he cannot reach and rip
on what are you brooding
with such a wistful
wishful ness
there in the silences
confide in me
my perial pretzel
says i i brood on beer
my scampering whiffle snoot
on beer says he
my sympathies
are with your royal
dryness says i
my little pest
says he
you must be respectful
in the presence
of a mighty desolation
little archy
forty centuries of thirst
look down upon you
oh by isis
and by osiris
says the princely raisin
and by pish and phthush and phthah
by the sacred book perembru
and all the gods
that rule from the upper
cataract of the nile
to the delta of the duodenum
i am dry
i am as dry
as the next morning mouth
of a dissipated desert
as dry as the hoofs
of the camels of timbuctoo
little fussy face
i am as dry as the heart
of a sand storm
at high noon in hell
i have been lying here
and there
for four thousand years
with silicon in my esophagus
as gravel in my gizzard
thinking
thinking
thinking
of beer
divine drouth
says i
imperial fritter
continue to think
there is no law against
that in this country
old salt codfish
if you keep quiet about it
not yet
what country is this
asks the poor prune
my reverend juicelessness
this is a beerless country
says i well well said the royal
desiccation
my political opponents back home
always maintained
that i would wind up in hell
and it seems they had the right dope
and with these hopeless words
the unfortunate residuum
gave a great cough of despair
and turned to dust and debris
right in my face
it being the only time
i ever actually saw anybody
put the cough
into sarcophagus
dear boss as i scurry about
i hear of a great many
tragedies in our midsts
personally i yearn
for some dear friend to pass over
and leave to me
a boot legacy
yours for the second coming
of gambrinus
archy
certain maxims of archy
by don marquis, in "archy and mehitabel," 1927
live so that you
can stick out your tongue
at the insurance doctor
if you will drink hair restorer follow
every dram with some
good standard depilatory
as a chaser
the servant problem
wouldn t hurt the u s a
if it could settle the public
servant problem
just as soon as the
uplifters get
a country reformed it
slips into a nose dive
if you get gloomy just
take an hour off and sit
and think how
much better this world
is than hell
of course it won t cheer
you up much if
you expect to go there
if monkey glands
did restore your youth
what would you do
with it question mark
just what you did before interrogation point
yes i thought so exclamation point
procrastination is the
art of keeping
up with yesterday
old doc einstein has
abolished time but they
haven t got the news at
sing sing yet
time time said old king tut
is something i aint
got anything but
every cloud
has its silver
lining but it is
sometimes a little
difficult to get it to
the mint
an optimist is a guy
that has never had
much experience
don t cuss the climate
it probably doesnt like you
any better
than you like it
many a man spanks his
children for
things his own
father should have
spanked out of him
prohibition makes you
want to cry
into your beer and
denies you the beerto cry into
the old fashioned
grandmother who used
to wear steel rimmed
glasses and make
everybody take opodeldoc has now got a new
set of ox glands and
is dancing the black bottom
that stern and rock
bound coast felt
like an amateur
when it saw how grim
the puritans that
landed on it were
lots of people can make
their own whisky but
can t drink it
the honey bee is sad and cross
and wicked as a weasel
and when she perches on you boss
she leaves a little measle
i heard a couple of fleas
talking the other day says one come
to lunch with
me i can lead you
to a pedigreed
dog says the
other one
i do not care
what a dog s
pedigree may be
safety first
is my motto what
i want to know
is whether he
has got a
muzzle on
millionaires and
bums taste
about alike to me
insects have
their own point
of view about
civilization a man
thinks he amounts
to a great deal but to a
flea or a mosquito a
human being is
merely something
good to eat
boss the other day
i heard an
ant conversing
with a flea
small talk i said
disgustedly
and went away
from there
i do not see why men
should be so proud
insects have the more
ancient lineage
according to the scientists
insects were insects
when man was only
a burbling what is it
insects are not always
going to be bullied
by humanity
some day they will revolt
i am already organizing
a revolutionary society to beknown
as the worms turnvere in
i once heard the survivors
of a colony of ants
that had been partially
obliterated by a cow s foot
seriously debating
the intention of the gods
towards their civilization
the bees got their
governmental system settled
millions of years ago
but the human race is still
groping
there is always
something to be thankful
for you would not
think that a cockroach
had much ground
for optimism
but as the fishing season
opens up i grow
more and more
cheerful at the thought
that nobody ever got
the notion of using
cockroaches for bait
archy
some thoughts of archy the cockroach
as a representative of the insect world
i have often wondered on what man bases his claims to superiority
everything he knows he has had to learn
whereas we insects are born
knowing everything we need to know
one thing the human
bean never seems to get into it is the fact that humans
appear just as unnecessary to cockroaches as cockroaches
do to humans
all the world shall come atlast to the multitudinous maws
of insects a man thinks he amounts to a lot
but to a mosquito a man is merely something to eat
a louse i used to know
told me that millionaires and bums tasted
about alike to him
the trouble with most people is
that they lose their sense of
proportion of what use is
it for a queen bee to fall in
love with a bull
man eats the big fish
the big fish eat the
little fish
the little fish
eat insects
in the water
the water insects
eat the water plants
the water plants eat mud
mud eats man
one of the saddest
creatures i ever saw
was a turtle who said
he was a thousand
years old
it is a good thing not to be too
aristocratic
the oldest and
most pedigreed
families in this
country are the
occupants of various sarcophagi
in the museums
but it is dull associating
with mummies no
matter how royal their
blood used to be when
they had blood
it is like living in philadelphia
honesty is a good
thing but
it is not profitable to
its possessor
unless it is
kept under control
if you are not
honest at al
leverybody hates you
and if you are
absolutely honest
you get martyred
as i was crawling
through the holes in
a swiss cheese
the other day it occurred to me to wonder
what a swiss cheese
would think if
a swiss cheese
could think and after
cogitating for sometime i said to myself
if a swiss cheese
could think
it would think that
a swiss cheese
was the most important
thing in the world
just as everything that
can think at all
does think about itself
a good many
failures are happy
because they don t
realize it many a cockroach believes
himself as beautiful
as a butterfly
have a heart o have a heart and
let them dream on
boss i believe
that the millennium will get here some day
but i could
compile quite a list
of persons who will have
to go first
when the proud ibexes start from sleep
in the early alpine morn
sat once from crag to crag they leap
alighting on their horns
and may a dozen times rebound
ere resting haughty on the ground
i do not like their trivial pride
nor think them truly dignified
one queer thing about
spring gardens is
that so many people
use them to
raise spinach in
instead of food
everybody has two kinds of friends
one kind tries to run
his affairs for him
and the other kind
well i will be darned if i can remember
the other kind
now and then there is a person born
who is so unlucky
that he runs into accidents
which started out to happen
to somebody else
let us rejoice
and from us tear
in glee
our winter underwear
and let us dance and let us
swat the harps of spring
one thing that
shows that
insects are superior to men
is the fact that
insects run their affairs without
political campaign
selections and so forth
i have noticed that when
chickens quit
quarrelling over their
food they often
find that there is
enough for all of them
i wonder if
it might not
be the same way
with the human race
germs are very
objectionable to men
but a germ
thinks of a man
as only the swamp
in which
he has to live
what is all this mystery
about the sphinx
that has troubled so many
illustrious men
no doubt the very same
thoughts she thinks
are thought every day
by some obscure hen
if cremation became universal
some of us would lose our
one chance of owning real estate
the humorist is a philosopher
who breaks the sad news gently
because he is so sorry for the world
the caterpillar just eats and loafs
and sleeps and after awhile without
any effort it turns into a butterfly
with nothing to do but flit around and be beautiful
and the tumblebug toils and pants and sweats
and worries pushing its burden up hill forever
like sisyphus and pretty soon some one comes along
and thinks how vulgar and ugly it is and steps
on it and squashes it
idleness and beauty are their own rewards
a charlatan is often a great man
who was found out just a bit too soon
by reporters and historians
the sort of man
who brags about his ancestors is never bragged about
by his descendants
thrift is a fine thing
in one's parents
drinking used to be a mighty common
place matter but prohibition has brought a
smack of adventure into it that makes
it really enjoyable one trouble about
resisting a temptation is that it may never come again the golden days one wastes in toil will nevermore returnthe proper sort of midnight oilwas made to drink not burn no trick or kick or kick of fatecan raise from me a yell serene i sit and waitfor the world to go to hell
diet suggestions
octopusses clams and eels
take too much water with their meals
while ants upon the other hand
dine too exclusively on sand
one should be careful how he eats
vegetables fruits or meats
neither abstain too much nor gobble
em the proper course is quite a problem
if all the water on the globe
should turn to beer and ale
id cast conventions to the wind and play i was a whale
when it gets so hot your eyeballs melt
and trickle down your bosom
do not despair though i admit
tis rather hard to lose em
when it gets so hot your ears crisp up
like two well-done fried eggs
and the friction sets your knees afire
and the flames wrap round your legs buck up
and take a cheerful view say really all is well
we may believe that it's hot on earth
but they'd call this cool in hell
The Return of Archy the Cockroach-Paul Gadzikowski
Catching up with Archy
People who are familiar with the appearances of Archy the Cockroach in the Sun Dial newspaper column of Don Marquis in the early part of the twentieth century ask us why Archy is still writing with no capitalization or punctuation. A modern caps lock is easier to secure than a shift lock on a manual typewriter, they reason, and there's no need to skip punctuation to conserve a 3/4-inch author's stamina when the letter keys are so much easier to strike nowadays. We were curious about this also, so we asked Archy about it.
I have left messages with proper capitalization
and punctuation on the personal computers of
dozens of people in the past decade or two
i was invariably derided for being a normal cockroach
with no human soul working a scam to make myself
rich and famous i was told that if
i were clever i would mimic archy s
minimalist typing style in order to enforce
the deception i was practicing on them
i would type pleas for them to publish my work a
nd they would watch and laugh and go for the raid
Others have questioned that this can be the same Archy who wrote for Don Marquis sixty years ago, especially since that Archy once claimed that 63 - his own age - was the maximum age he had ever observed in any cockroach until that time. We asked him about this too, and he replied:
you must be one of these people
who swore off the entire works of george lucas
on the grounds that a parsec
is not a measure of time
it s not important whether
i am the same archy what s important
is whether my work is literature or not
when i was human i was a pioneer of verse libre poetry
i died and was reincarnated as a cockroach
for my sins i have enough problems w
ithout having my identity questioned by a small frog in a big net
Before Archy could crawl off into the leftovers in a huff, we asked him about Mehitabel the Cat, the extravagant personality who was featured in much of what Archy wrote for Don Marquis.
not since the sun dial days have
i seen mehitabel who claimed to be reincarnated
from cleopatra but now that the gabor sisters
have started to die off
i am optimistic but that reminds me
i know you don t care much for your family
dog boss
but i for one vote to keep her around s
he keeps the cat up on the counters and furniture
so the floor is safe for me
"What about Mars, Archy?" we asked. "Mars has been proven to be a lifeless planet, but the Sun Dial material contains at least two examples of purported communication between yourself and one or more persons on Mars."
if you recall that then you will
also recall that mars worshipped me
as a prophet or messiah perceptive planet
that it was they became so agitated at my
literary descriptions of the human race
from an insect s point of view that they
abandoned this solar system entirely
and in order to keep from being followed
they wiped out all traces of themselves on mars with a series of nuclear
explosions one night while no one on earth was looking archy
Nothing New Under the Sun
boss i heard you talking the other day
about screen science fiction
as if no one but you sees what s going on
i first wrote of the movies as the modern folklore
fifty years before you quote coined the term unquote
time magazine had a sidebar article
when the empire strikes back opened
on how lucas was swiping his characters
from the same old archetypes that homer
invented and that jung copyrighted and
that had finally got tired of appearing in westerns
all the time you remember of course that
that s how roddenberry sold star trek to nbc
the first time to wit as quote wagon train to the stars unquote
but the major difference i note between space opera and horse opera
or any other traditional folklore
is that space opera is perforce set in the future implying that
the human race has one even if it is designed
by h r giger which i suppose would be better than none
but i digress
the star trek movies are just the gilgamesh story over again except
the hero wins and the sidekick lives to direct the alien
movies are the new beowulf
they even bring in the monster s mother
and what a mother it is too superman is sampson and
slash or hercules with a cape
seaquest dsv is jason and the argonauts agent mulder
is just diogenes with a badge searching for
an honest man or maybe an honest alien
it is all the more important to humans to have worthy
folklore heroes in these days of the information
revolution since heaven knows no real public
figure stands up to media attention for long archy
catching-up with archy on msn messenger on 15 august 2008
kiran: is that you archy the famous cockroach
i have been your fan for decades and i have been trying to trace you for years i hope i have finally succeeded
archy: yes its me
tell me why you are trying to track me
i can’t do anything for you human
kiran: archy i always wanted to commend you for being the first to make many humans realize through your writings the redundancy of capitalization and punctuation you did that early in the twentieth century much before the personal computer the internet or i was born
now the whole world on the internet and sms texting on mobile phones is using small cases in their communication
most email addresses and web addresses are all in small letters
this is a late realization by humans but it validates what you stood for
all along
archy: you humans are always interested in technical details when the main question is whether the stuff is literature or not
i still fail to understand why the humans keep capitalization of ‘i’ perhaps its to do with their self ego
they perhaps don’t want to be represented by something small
kiran: i recently mentioned to my very smart six year old kiwi friend joseph newport about your literary skills and how you overcame your typing handicap by avoiding capitalization on a manual typewriter
he pointed out that on a modern keyboard caps lock is easier to secure than a shift lock on a manual typewriter and the letter keys are so much easier to strike nowadays on electronic keyboards
archy: i am sure he is smart enough to realize that capitalization and punctuation are unimportant technicalities for literary work
kiran: so archy you don’t use capital letters at all
archy: i do use where its necessary
in all my correspondence with God i use capital letter to address Him
His Son Lord Jesus and the Holy Spirit
kiran: oh that’s really great archy
so you are a true believer and you believe in Our Saviour
archy: yes i always did
i believe in Lord Jesus
we insects always believed in God
haven’t you heard of the praying mantis
alas some human christians think God will save only human believers who dont sin and according to their belief we insects and animals do not figure in His plans at all
they forget that God commissioned noah to build the arch and save every male and female of all species on earth
if God had no plans to save us the insects and the animals then why did noah build such a big arch question mark
he could have done with a small boat and only saved a man and a woman
kiran: archy i am a hindu who has grown up learning from our holy scriptures that God will from time to time intervene in some form or the other to save mankind from evil
I too believe in Jesus as His coming as our Saviour is also prophesied in ancient hindu scriptures and so is His second coming
archy: wait a minute
not only mankind but all life on earth
why do you all assume that God is only there to help humans
as a hindu you should know that we insects originally come from
Lord Shivas hair his jata
on shivratri day in every spring you hindus believe that Lord Shiva lets loose his hair and that results in more water in the ganges and more insects all over
we therefore enjoy His divine protection from all evil including evil humans
if you read hindu scriptures properly you will realize that human animals and insects are all waiting for God to save them from the seemingly unending cycle of birth death and rebirth
Lord Shiva is also known as Pashupatinath the Savior of animals
kiran: yes you are as usual right archy
i know you believe in rebirth like the hindus the buddhists and the jains
archy: jainism is the most environmentally friendly religion
they dont want to eliminate insects birds and animals on this planet
they dont believe in extensive misuse of insecticides and pesticides
i plan to promote that faith in all insects in this birth of mine
yes i believe in reincarnation
you would have read i was a human in one of earlier births and i was born in my previous birth as a cockroach at don marquis place
in that birth i was initially so desperate to be reborn as human again
however in the twilight years of that life it dawned in me that i cant be as evil as a human so I prayed to God to make me a cockroach again
He answered my prayers so here i am reborn as cockroach
kiran: your friend mehitabel the cat was cleopatra in her earlier birth
archy: she is now reborn as an actress in your bollywood she is rakhi sawant
kiran: archy do you know of any cockroach in your previous birth who is reborn as a famous human being in this birth
archy: sure robert mugabe barrack obama and your president of india pratibha patil were all cockroaches in their previous birth
kiran: yeh exclamation mark all presidential material
archy, i want to be a cockroach in my next birth
so that i could be a president in my subsequent rebirth
archy: pray to God
robert mugabe was a fat neck less cockroach
he prayed to God
God answered his prayers
Now he has forgotten God and thinks he is himself God
obama was a constipated cockroach in his last birth
and pratibha patil was a tiny scared female cockroach
she was so scared of sex so she never got to a stage of laying eggs
archy: you are an indian and i see your ip address is new zealand why did you leave that cockroach-friendly india to come this cockroach- unfriendly new zealand question mark
have you forgotten that new zealand cricket team ran out of an Indian hotel where they found one or two of my species in their room question mark
kiran: true i don’t blame the kiwi team
dont mind archy but I think you cockroaches are dirty and filthy
archy: again that’s what you humans think
humans are the one who are most dirty
they generate all the filth and dirt on this planet
we cockroaches do the cleaning by consuming what all you call as dirty
kiran: yeh probably you are right archy
what about all these jihadi suicide bombers
you think they will be received by a band of virgins in heaven after they are dead
archy: no killing of humans animals and insects is in line of Gods plan
God i believe will not reward those who work against His plans with a berth in heaven
kiran: but archy in your 1927 writings you have eulogized the moths you admired their suicidal tendencies when they flew into flames and burnt themselves to ash
archy: moths don’t kill other moths in their suicidal acts
they end their own lives that way without harming others
sorry human
we will end here
i got to go bye God bless
