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Originally Posted by Lalwendė
Young Faramir, with his trendy eco-horse (it was bred especially not to pass wind and add to the growing methane problem depleting the ozone layer above the Tower Hills), and his nice-boy looks was a winning choice.
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Lal, you forgot to mention the time that young Faramir "call me Faerie" Took began to eschew his traditional blue waistcoat and trousers for green Elvish garb and established the Party Tree as his symbol in his efforts to establish his "Sylvan" credentials.
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Originally Posted by Lalwendė
The good people of The Shire began to become disillusioned and didn't know who to vote for as next Mayor. The slightly odd Faramir Took and his sinister adviser or some more of the same old same old and vote in another grinning Gardner?
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The real successor to Samwise was of course one Gordo Brownbanks of North Farthing, to whom much of the credit for the remarkable economy of the Shire during the period of Sam's reign is often attributed. Unfortunately, his dour, craggy-faced demeanour did not play well with the generally cheery Shire folk and it was said by some that Dwarfish blood ran in his veins, citing his great love of gold as evidence. It was even whispered in some hostelries that he had taken up wizardry, since it was said that he was only able to run the Shire's finances by sleight of hand, taking away with one great clunking fist (attributed to his alleged Dwarven heritage) that which he gave with the other. Many complained that Gordo should not automatically inherit the mayorship from Sam and desperately sought an alternative candidate, even though none presented themselves save for the callow youth, Faramir Took (who had the edge over Brownbanks in image, if not in substance).
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Originally Posted by me
... in which he attempted (unsuccessfully) to broker peace between Gondor and Khand ...
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I should perhaps mention, in light of recently unearthed manuscripts, that Sam should perhaps be credited with having a hand in the settlement of long standing hostilities between rival factions in Buckland, imediately prior to his retirement.
Of course, none of this should be taken as being in any way related to events in the real world, as Tolkien's dislike of allegory is well documented.
