Dear
Karen Kain:
I was planning to attend your seminar previewing my new seat at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts but the boss I toil for,
Mr. Slate, forced me to work OT yesterday! Sure it’s just a little disappointment in life but I am suffering more and more little disappointments which eventually weigh you down. Most people have to work so many hours they are too tired or too sick or live too far away to even attend the ballet.
I’m one of the little people in the real life movie ‘The Third Man.’ Hence; the box sets in the Grand Ring looking down upon ‘the little people’ do not appeal to me – Not that I could afford them anyway! I can envision a future where perhaps a mere dozen fans show up to see the National Ballet of Canada dance music to life because the rest have been forced to stay at work so some CEO can work 1 hour a day and spend the rest of his time recuperating in a spa from working 1 whole hour! Big Business in TO is all about profanity laced diatribes, threats, cheating ‘the little people’ with exorbitant fees for little service and getting away with it. It’s one gross pyramid scheme legalized by the lawmakers of Canada. If anybody has been following the news the past few years, you would say the same thing about the Canadian government!
I feel so much better now! I apologize if I have offended all those wonderful people who worship ‘The Third Man’ or ‘The Third Reich’ for that matter. Given how little leisure time is left for the slaves of Metropolis I highly suggest the National Ballet of Canada market to fans within a 10 mile radius of their new home and to those who can actually afford to be comfortably retired without having to work to put food on their table.
Quote:
“Would you feel any pity if one of those dots stopped moving forever? If I offered you £20,000 for every dot that stopped - would you really, old man, tell me to keep my money? Or would you calculate how many dots you could afford to spare?...Free of Income Tax, old man...”
Sadly,
‘The Third Man’ is not playing at an old movie house near you. ‘The Third Man’ is playing in the real world and you’re co-starring in a cast of
6 billion or so insignificant ‘dots!’
* Being a mere ‘dot,’ I’m shocked I was even given an invite to preview the view from my seat! It really doesn’t matter because I’m starting to believe planet Earth is in its last season-The Season of Winter. Perhaps Mr. K’s Swan Lake will come true
