This Mekthor sawr with his own eyes:
I exclaimed, "May you speak? mammoth of height? I knew a guy once, helluva guy, but who may never walk with tongue, I'll tell ya."
And lo, that wonder among mammoths, the mammoth could not speak. It stood stark still, straining for the words.
"I guess you, too, are unavailed of oral de-mastication, eh fella?"
And if I wouldn't believe it but that I sawr it, that mammoth pulled up on his hind legs screeching with his damn nose, and stomped once, stomped twice, and on the thrice discontained stomp, we lost electrical connections; we lost electricity; the whole of Ten to the power to the ten to the power ad nauseum. From eye to eye.
Along came a mammoth. Betwixt the buildings of steel and concrete, the cities of a land called "Ten to the power to the ten to the power ad nauseum" the mammoth ran huffing and puffing. Some few among the citizenry began to panic, but I weren't afeard of't. I sawr it in the street, and its haste I accouraged. It galloped if it walk'd, straight at and towards mine own eyes. I took a fear-upon that it would ram its way straight through my mass, but just as it crossed between twenty half-steps and m'self, it closed foot in the length of a stride and clatter'd to a halt.
Storied that upon the vigilandous. And to respond, from them:
Did you lose power?
Mekthor:
Once electricity was gone, the mammoth dispatched into the darkness like a porpoise, with a purpose. And within an hour, the citizenry began an uproar. After the initial response, situations, if you want to call them that, escalated from one uproar to the next, until the whole town was grounded by fire and the children's smiling faces were cover'd in the blood of their parents. The police couldn't abate the panic, and revolted. Where once traffic's flow could be engineered, the police instructed citizens that they should not have to put on the red light. It was a massacre, I says.
Upon the vigilandous tongue, the response came:
So when you lost electricity, you lost power.
And that is why today they call electricity "power." And Mekthor by way of mek-knowledgement said
We lost everything. Everything in a day, and all while the emperor play'd the damn fool! He'd never told nobody of the complex intercircularities of life so they'd know that to panic would excess. But I don't blame 'im; He didn't know. He knew naught of population control. And population control knew naught of him.
He'd turned his head and . . .