Post Halloween, symbols of the event can be found throughout towns and cities, discarded and forlorn, as they await garbage pickup.
Like the guillotined heads
that rolled during the French Revolution, they exhibit the gruesome,
final facial expressions of an all too short life. A truncated
existence determined by the whims of others. Others who traded them
as commodities in the marketplace.
Metaphors perhaps, for the
human condition.
Pumpkins are thin skinned.
Their “meat” is prized as a dessert filling. They are hollow
inside but those cavities contain seeds. Seeds that guarantee their
future success in the natural order of the world.Seeds as sine qua
non for sustainability.
Enter Mr. Michael
Campbell. Some would describe him as a pumpkin.
He manages to escape the
social guillotine of marriage breakup. He also avoids the blade that
descends toward his neck released by his corporate superiors.
He seeks the seeds that
lie within as he builds an empire that trades in a commodity that is
of a tender age as well. The desserts that some, those of means,
gorge on. The sweetness, the seductiveness of youth cloaked under the
cover of night.
Come to the story of
Michael’s quest in the novel, CAPISTRANO.
Follow
his exploits, witness his personal fears, his fearlessness in the
face of adversity, his fulminations against the status quo. Emphasize with, and perhaps even demonize the man and as he struggles mightily
to farm his personal pumpkin patch.
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