I write this on Day Three of Dad’s filibuster of the Rabbit Council. I don’t know how much those of you on the other side of the portal know about this, but Dad discovered that all of the other Council members were fantastically corrupt. Kell didn’t want Coney to be associated with such behavior, so Dad tried to step down from his seat. The Council members still wanted Coney’s protection, however, and refused his resignation. That’s when he started his filibuster.
Some legislative bodies use speech to hold the floor, but food is such an important part of rabbit life that it’s the act of chewing that the Council recognizes. This is standard for herbivore groups, as predators usually swallow things much, much quicker.
I’m following the events online, and Kell and Rudy watch on the TV back home as Dad chews and Coney draws pictures with her crayons when she’s not sleeping. Kell wanted to retrieve Coney when the filibuster started, but knew that going down into the warren would...complicate matters. Gran and Danielle volunteered to get her, but the Council signaled that Coney had to stay. She seems okay; there’s a lot going on around her and of course she’s well fed from the food coming in from the rest of rabbit society.
There lies the tale: the reaction of other rabbits. Veggies are pouring in from all quarters to aid Dad. Of course his quest is to leave the Council, but his act of defiance has released a wave of support simply to express disapproval of the status quo. It’s inspiring, if it wasn’t so painful to see Dad pushed to the limits of physical endurance.
