THE PARROT
The Parrot has been keeping abreast with Bisram’s poll. Now, now; please, don’t go there. I know what comes to your minds immediately.

Yuk! Such thinking. Anyway, Bisram’s poll has caused Uncle Freddie to suffer from pollitis. Since Bisram showed his poll, am…that should read, since Bisram made the findings of his poll public, Uncle Freddie appeared to have been smitten.

Never has the Parrot seen a male homo sapien so obsessed with a poll. This poll obsession has made the relation between pole and pole-dancer look insignificant.

Uncle Freddie’s infatuation is by no means insignificant. Why this passion over Bisram’s poll? Some are convinced that this passion didn’t stem from this particular poll. Apparently Bisram has plenty polls! So much polls that he is known as Bisram The Pollster.

What an envious name! Uncle Freddie and others are only talking about the man’s poll. Is poll talk all over! It’s the first time there was so much interconnections between the Blue Power people and DGsell. All because of a poll. People even taking poll position! And I am not referring to the race care drivers. Everyday in the waterfall paper is poll, poll and poll. Bisram’s poll.

Poor Bisram. Uncle Freddie trying to disprove that Bisram is not a pollster. He, Uncle Freddie, spend whole day, plenty days, sitting in the Waterfall office ogling, sorry, google-ing to see if Bisram’s poll has a place.

Why such efforts? Doesn’t Uncle Freddie know that every poll has a place? Why he wants to know where the man’s place of poll is?

According to Uncle Freddie, no organisation exists to which Bisram’s poll is attached. Notice the word organisation as against body. Uncle Freddie, so obsessed, is on a hunt to find Bisram’s poll’s place. That definitely is not an envious hunt.

What is Uncle Freddie hoping to find? Instead of dealing with the poll, he is dealing with the pollster. Knowing Uncle Freddie, other than him, other writers are phantoms. He even refers to Captain Phantom as a phantom. So, him having google-d and, according to him, not finding Bisram’s place of poll, he concluded that said man’s poll is invalid. Uncle Freddie has deemed the poll invalid! Why would some people seemingly bend backwards to prove such a point? The man’s poll has definitely touched a nerve of some people, including Uncle Freddie. Uncle Freddie by his reactions to the poll clearly dislikes it. This is not a poll of his likening.

Bisram’s poll frightened Uncle Freddie. He was in shock, and probably still is, after seeing the poll. What he saw immediately induced Acute Pollitis. The poll showed that Uncle Bharrat is extremely popular. He would win in a landslide if he becomes the candidate in 2011. This is not what Uncle Freddie wants to take from such polling. No sire. He hates Bisram’s poll. Bisram’s poll doesn’t satisfy his insatiable appetite for what he really likes. He likes Dick’s poll. Remember Dick? Not from Tom, Dick and Harry. Not Cheney. Dick Morris; the Dick that polled the AFC, sorry, polled for the AFC in 2006.

Dick’s poll caused Uncle Freddie and the AFC to be excited. It was the first time Uncle Freddie was so excited after returning from his banishment.

Dick showed that the AFC was immensely popular in 2006. So popular that according to Dick, the AFC would have won! Dick was hired.

He produced what they wanted. He had to poll for his money. Plenty money too! Where did it come from? Ah ha! Uncle Freddie and the AFC avoiding the answer like they avoiding Bisram’s poll. That’s another squawk.

Back then, they were happy, he was happy; Dick that is. In the end, his poll turned out to be crooked. Dick was promptly banished, with money and all. His poll did not live up to expectations.

It was disappointing. It pointed in another direction; a direction that Uncle Freddie went while grasping straws; a direction he hoped Bisram’s poll would have gone; a direction in which people would have been pointed into believing that Uncle Bharrat is unpopular.

They were wrong. Dick was wrong. Bisram was right; his poll that is. Despite this, Uncle Freddie still wallows from what could have been had Dick’s poll proven right. Some people do have an uncanny preference. Squawk! Squawk!