Sticks and Stones

The old rainmaker, Koah, informed the people of his small village that he must be given more if they expected him to continue controlling the weather and delivering sky water in times of drought.

“Give me more food, more wine, and more satisfying comfort, or I will unleash upon this village devastation the likes you have never seen.”

The people scoffed and mocked Koah, calling him a tired old fool and a feeble-minded fraud.

Agitated, the old rainmaker apocalyptically warned, “You can call me names all you want, but unless you relent, you will suffer, for my powers are great. I’ll give you three days to think it over.”

Unfortunately, the villagers ignored Koah’s warning and as he said would happen, hailstorms and high winds lashed the small village causing much destruction and injury.

When the storm passed, the angered villagers beat Koah with sticks and threw stones at him. Suffering many bruises and broken bones, Koah was forced from the village and told never to return. Upon leaving, the six hundred-year-old antediluvian rainmaker offered a final parting shot:

“As a reward for your disrespect and physical attacks, I’ll leave you with a weather report I recently received from my cousin, Noah. Be prepared for some more rain, like maybe forty days and forty nights of it. So long, you ungrateful nincompoops. Enjoy what time you have left. May I suggest building rafts.”