A few weeks ago I was in the Pajamas Media offices and saw the illustrious [1] Baldilocks there, but I didn't have a chance to say hello. (Hello!) She wrote [2] this little parable a few weeks ago in another context, but when I saw it I thought it was a brilliant rendering of what happens all too often when someone tries to explain the jihad threat to a person who absolutely will not see it.

The Twisting

Another One-Act Play

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He: The sky is blue.
She: No it’s not, it’s plaid.

He: Why are you saying that?
She: Because that the way I see it.

He: But it is the color that has been historically called blue.
She: I don’t see it that way.

He: (stops passing man and points at the sky) What color is that?
Man: Blue. (Man goes on his way.)

He: (stops another passing man and points at the sky) Welche Farbe is das?
Man 2: Blau. (Man goes on his way.)

He: (stops a woman and points at the sky) ¿De qué color es que?
Woman: Azul. (Woman goes on her way.)

He: See? Everyone sees blue up there.
She: But it’s not blue, it’s plaid.

He: No it’s not—it’s blue!
She: I have a right to say it’s plaid! Are you trying to infringe upon my rights?

He: What? This conversation doesn’t have anything to do with your r—
She: I see. I’ve hurt your feelings. You simply feel that the sky is blue. Well, I can’t do anything about your feelings. The sky is plaid and that’s that.

He: (pauses with jaw-dropped) Rights and feelings? The color of the sky is objectively blue! Plaid is not a single color! It’s a--
She: I’ll come back when you’ve calmed down. (walks away)

[The End]

I refuse to calm down!