OI actually wasn't familiar with this book as a child. In fact I didn't know the plot until yesterday. true story. I went online and read the book and discovered it was a profound little tale. Here is a synposis I swiped form wikipedia if you haven't read it either:
The book tells the story of Horton the Elephant who, on the fifteenth of May in the Jungle of Nool, hears a small speck of dust talking to him. It turns out the speck of dust is actually a tiny planet, home to a city called ‘‘Who-ville’’, inhabited by microscopic-sized inhabitants known as Whos and led by a character known as the mayor.
The Whos ask Horton (who, though he cannot see them, is able to hear them quite well) to protect them from harm, which Horton happily agrees to do, proclaiming throughout the book that ‘‘even though you can’t see or hear them at all, a person’s a person, no matter how small’’. In doing so he is ridiculed and forced into a cage by the other animals in the jungle for believing in something that they are unable to see or hear. His chief tormentors are Vlad Vladikoff, the Wickersham Brothers and the Sour Kangaroo. Horton tells the Whos that, lest they end up being boiled in ‘‘Beezelnut Oil’’, they need to make themselves heard to the other animals. The Whos finally accomplish this by ensuring that all members of their society play their part. In the end it is a ‘‘very small shirker named JoJo’’ whose final addition to the volume creates enough lift for the jungle to hear the sound, thus reinforcing the moral of ‘‘a person’s a person, no matter how small’’.
Now convinced of the Whos’ existence, Horton’s neighbors vow to help him protect the tiny community.
So now that we have all that out the way, here is our conversation... (don't you miss our IM's?)
T 2U (12:43 PM): the answers to the problems addressed in the state of the black union can be found in horton hears a who
T 2U (12:43 PM): thank you very much
Alise (12:45 PM): like?
Alise (12:45 PM): (i haven't read it, so i don't know)
T 2U (12:47 PM): i haven't either but i'm using my creative license to make the shit fit
Alise (12:47 PM): nice!
You ever meet that person who talks loudly and says nothing? I know plenty. They usually hide behind the excuse of, "that's just my personality," or "don't change/judge me." Yes, of course we've talked about this type of person a million times, but I am beating this dead horse for a reason. This type of person is the downfall of our community and country as a whole. Why, you ask. These are the people who talk so loudly that the "whos" (us, the idealists) are never heard by the "Hortons" ("them", the semi-genuine politicians, the altruistic managers, etc.).
T 2U (2:28 PM): just some "whos" trying to make a peep in a crowded club straining vocals against the rants of the fear mongering populous trying to overcompensate for their ever diminishing importance in life in general
T 2U (2:28 PM): they have no purpose but must be heard
T 2U (2:28 PM): i need an open mic!!
Alise (2:29 PM): nice
Alise (2:29 PM): that's going in the post
The loud idiot is not only annoying and distracting, but are never flexible and never reasonable. (Read: Don't judge/change me) These are the ones that proclaim a government attempting to provide healthcare as socialist without knowing the definition of socialist. As a matter of fact they don't know what capitalist, democracy, or the 3 branches of our government. Yet, will be the same one on camera next week saying why is the government not addressing our healthcare needs. Yes, the loud idiot is also a hypocrite, but are too loud and busy talking that they fail to realize it. They always choose the Public opinion du jour from the menu. uncool.
Right now I just pray that our Horton hears us before us dust particles get sucked up by the
Good readers, who or what else do you think is so loud or distracting that causes us Whos not to be heard?