So
I was drafting up a two-axis troll matrix the other day with Bridge
Material across the top (rope, wood, stone, iron, etc.) and Spanned Item
on the side (watercourse, viaduct,
chasms/voids, etc.), so as to better catalog the variety of trolls one
might encounter on a given journey. I started to extrapolate the matrix
to situations that one would not normally associate with trolls – for
example the instance of a nanofiber space
elevator cable which bridges between the surface of the planet and low
earth orbit. Big troll, no doubt, but where is “under” for that
particular bridge?
Naturally
this progressed to an exploration of abstract troll conditions, such as
a shared third language bridging the misunderstandings between two
foreigners abroad. (Are
botched idiomatic expressions the trolls of such a bridge?) This
quickly got silly, until I was saying “Love is the bridge that spans the
gulf of historic enmity, man.” Which in turn made me think of a
yet-to-be-recorded AC/DC song:
That is all.When we cross that bridgeWe’re gonna burn itBut before you rideYou got to earn itFirst you gotta pay that tollYou owe seven dollars to theLOVE TROLL.
--Steve Kilian
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