There was this musician in North Korea One day he was called upon Kim Jong-Un
himself to compose a piece of music and have the great North Korean orchestra play it to him in the humble auditorium.
The man, not wanting to displease the Great Leader, did as he asked.
The big night arrived with the musician stood at the front of the greatest orchestra in the whole of North Korea.
However, they were terrible. They didn’t play the music anything like the musician had composed it to sound.
The Great Leader was displeased and he called for the musician to be put to death.
Upon arriving at the execution, the musician was asked what he’d like for his final meal.
“I’d like piping hot curry!” He said.
He chowed down his curry, the hottest curry he’d eaten in a long time and then sat in the electric chair and awaited his fate.
The switch was thrown, sparks flew across the room and the air was filled with smoke…
But nothing happened, the musician was unharmed.
Having witnessed this miracle, an awestruck Kim Jong-Un decided to give the musician another chance to impress him with his music.
He got straight to work, writing another piece of music. This time his masterpiece.
The big night arrived and he stood in front of the great orchestra as they played his
masterpiece.
They murdered it.
“It wasn’t supposed to sound anything like that, nothing at all!” he exclaimed.
But Kim-Jong Un isn’t the forgiving type and he sent the musician straight to the execution chamber.
Again, the guards asked him what he wanted for his final meal. This time the musician asked for a curry hot enough to burn his eyes out.
He chomped down the curry, teary eyed and sweating, then was strapped to the chair.
They threw the switch, sparks flew across the room and filled it with smoke…
But again the musician remained unaffected.
Dumbfounded, the Great Leader said: “One last chance to prove your worth!”. Amazed that this man was still alive.
The night of the third composition came, this time it was going to work. “Surely, this is the most masterful piece of music ever written” thought the musician.
For the third time he stood in front of the great orchestra as they all played out of sync and out of tune.
Yet again he was sent to the execution chamber, with Kim-Jong Un himself to throw the switch.
His final meal request was for the hottest curry ever made on this planet…
“No! I’ve had enough of you and your super hot curries! We’re putting you straight to the chair this time, no final meal, you’re not walking out of here unharmed!”
The switch thrown by none other than Kim-Jong Un himself.
Sparks flew, smoke bloomed and yet again the man was unharmed.
The Great Leader stood there speechless.
The musician looked at him and said: “Oh, the curries had nothing to do with it, I’m
just a terrible conductor”.
