The Cafe de Cardboard
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If you are offended, please excuse this sarcasm, but it is born from my sense of outrage and growing despair, and what literary form is more appropriate for the Modern Age than biting, sarcastic satire?
As long as our hearts must be scourged by these iniquities, there is no escape but a nasty satire.
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Or let the picture speak its thousand words.
Good either way.
Baysage and Ruth,
It does speak volumes and I guess the satire is mordant, but that's good.
It reminds me of an old cartoon with mice and the tomcat: one mouse was modeled after Jack Benny and another after Mary Livingstone. They were going out on the town to a nightclub, and they ended up at the "Kit Kat Club"... where the red carpet was the tomcat's tongue or some such nonsense; comedy and tragedy (for the cat, that is).
It is sort of like that: once we allow people to enter the doorway, everything changes.
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