King of the Hill

Modernity is a guy with huge muscles knocking down everyone else who want to take "his hill." Postmodernity is a girl digging a tunnel under the hill, trying to find something she's never seen before. Modernity is mad at her because she isn't trying to beat him up. She never gives him a chance to "win" on his terms.

She really doesn't want to win. Instead, she is trying to figure out if the hill is something worth standing on. He keeps wanting to fight and she keeps wanting to dig.

In a strange paradox, the very act of digging has made the once strong hill now compromised. However, it was not merely the digging, but the discoveries found in the digging. What is discovered is that the hill is eroding from an underground river with an actual current. Although it won't happen instantly, eventually, the hill was going to collapse on its own - the digging just sped up the process.

Modenrity learns that the hill is sinking and does whatever he can do to prop it up. Modernity's energies are now divided in three ways - protecting the hill, propping up the hill, marketing the hill as something worth having. Modernity needs competitors to justify his existence. Postmodernity is saddened, but also a bit relieved that the hill is not all that is what said to be.

Modernity, now frantic, frustrated, and tired, throws a mean and contemptuous look at Postmodernity - knowing that his problems are all her fault. She responds by inviting him to leave the hill. That really ticks him off. He's not leaving no matter what.

Postmodernity has a choice: Either try to save the sinking hill, build a better hill, or find a way to live where hills and owning those hills are not the point of living. Postmodernity struggles because if she lives a hill life, she knows what she is getting. But sadly, she knows what she is ultimately getting hopelessness. However, if she lives a not hill life, she struggles to explain this new life. All she can do is explain this new life in terms of what it is not because she has yet to figure out what it is.

Postmodernity makes one more effort to invite Modernity to leave the hill life and come explore into the unknown. Modernity yells some profanity at her and keeps propping up the hill.

Postmodernity walks away, but not too far away, for she knows that she needs Modernity to join her. She keeps Modernity in sight, but out of influence.

No one knows how long she'll keep him in sight. No one know where she's going. She is confiodent, however, that Unknown will not be nameless forever.