Tutor has noticed what other's have not. What puzzles Master Jack, makes perfect sense to Tutor. In all the market turbulence, Big Momma, with collars and straddles, and options, increased her share of the world's wealth from 51% to 72%, bankrupting several undeserving billionaires. Yet, her pace was slow, her face drawn, even the music from her flute, as she paused to watch the waves, was sad. Reason? Her beloved, Audrey, she who will one day rule us all, was depressed. "The Polar Bears are dying." She had seen a picture. Big Momma will own and rule the world. But only Audrey can save it. Tutor, a 2,000 year old child himself, will accompany her as she does. Civilizations rise and descend to barbarism. Species die out. Humans mutate into whatever comes next. But always there will be a Queen, and when she no longer needs a Tutor, he can always play her Fool. Of course, he can also double as hangman. "Innocence must be protected," say he, turning the wheel of his rack, on which a miscreant is torn asunder. If only Tutor did not enjoy it so much. But in truth we all have issues. And you can't blame a moralist for loving his job.
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