Mike Meyers

September 5, 2014

I don't know why so many people enjoy harming me.

I have never told anyone who the male lead was in the move that I started to write before the conglomerate formed, the one that would have had Angelina Jolie for the female lead.

It was you.  I thought you'd be perfect together; like other things that I had written for other shows, the script was writing itself.  I didn't think of putting you together: it just was that way.

I never finished it; too many other things happened.  I'll probably never finish it; tonight you helped me lose my last regret about that.

Why don't you leave me alone?  Do you think that's too much for me to ask?  It's not as if I can stop you if you decide not to.  Nobody's ever censored you, I don't think; that's unfortunate, considering your contribution to the shaping of mores in 2014.


Copyright L. Kochman, September 5, 2014 @ 8:31 p.m.