Bad king sticks to his throne

Once upon a time, there lived a miserable monarch called Old King Coal.

He wasn’t a merry old soul and no wonder: he was living in exile, hiding from Interpol for his part in selling out his beloved country.

The mansion he inherited was plumb in the centre of a desert so instead of the fresh air he was accustomed to at home in pristine hilly surroundings, he now had to contend with stifling dust storms penetrating sealed windows and doors, leaving him with blocked sinuses.

The only other occupants were four valets who saw to his domestic comforts. The men, his personal spies at home, had proved
their loyalty by escaping with him in the stolen royal jet.

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King Coal had gone bad when being persuaded by Brothers Grime to go on a crime spree costing his country dearly.

Together they secured strategic companies by lobbying politicians in key positions, procuring businesses and services benefitting only the players.

Often these services and supplies never saw the light of day, so money for jam.

Coal mines proved a particularly lucrative source. Poor quality coal was produced, meaning lower prices and bigger profit.

This caused power stations to break down, resulting in blackouts. King Coal was always somehow implicated.

Until, one day, the people said no more and put pressure on law enforcers to round up the crooks.

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The Brothers Grime had anticipated this ultimate outcome, having purchased the desert safe house. They remained there, safe
from extradition.

But they visit the desert home from time to time, bringing with them King Coal’s favourite takeaway: curry and rice with a side
dish of biryani.

The valets joined the party and opened bottles of their country’s favourite Corona bitters. During the escape, they had added crates to the arsenal.

Once sated, King Coal would go onto the balcony, singing the song that made him popular.

Luckily the desert locals were unfamiliar with his home language.

Umshini wami and its historical significance would not have gone down well – leading to his extradition.

Now sleep tight, kiddies. Remember, it’s only a fairy tale, and the real bad king is still alive and fooling the law by pleading ill-health.

Cliff Buchler.

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