Instructor Gelding

Neither hot nor cold, nor man nor woman, nor fish nor flesh, nor left nor right, Instructor Gelding prided ‘himself’ on absorbing all such trivial dualities, like some ultra effective metaphysical tampon.  He whinnied frequently with the utmost self-seriousness from his gilded stall in Peckerwood Ranch.  Sometimes he was brought to the local high school to debate the students, astonishing them by tapping out his incredible generalizations with an assured forehoof. Restored to his stall, he would talk up his hard-won victories to anyone in earshot, whether they too were horses of instruction or no…

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