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A New York Escorts Confessions
To Oblivion and Beyond
I remember this one time I went to visit my brother Pete at University of Michigan. We were walking through The Diag, the main crossroads on campus, which as usual was filled with a crowd of protesters. Protesters arguing for the legalization of marijuana, protesters opposed to the first invasion of Iraq, protesters demanding lower rents in Ann Arbor, pro-Palestinian protesters, pro-Israel protesters, and several people who seemed to be occupying their own territory in shanties. Most of these power shouters were invariably drowned out by those protesting something else right next to them. But there was this one guy off in the grass who managed to get a whole crowd gathered around him, despite the competition. His cause? Popcorn.
The guy apparently worked at one of the multiplexes around town and was outraged by the list of ingredients of the ‘butter flavor’. He was madly waving a bottle of the stuff which did in fact have a scary yellow-orange highlighter tint to it.
“FLAVACOL!” he yelled, dousing the sidewalk in front of us and staining it. “YELLOW #5! YELLOW #6! You see that? It takes more than one yellow to make yellow! And DIACETYL—do you know what that is? It give you lung cancer man! The people who make this stuff are getting sick!”
I was mesmerized by something—the weird color? The inverted holy water pageantry of what he was doing? I don’t know. But a whole bunch of other people seemed to be as captivated as I was. I turned around to look for Pete and instead saw two sorority girls with their heads down.
“He killed popcorn,” I heard one whisper to the other.
“Pete—Pete—did you see?” I asked him when I finally found him. “That guy—”
“Don’t tell me Alexa. I don’t want to know.”
Pete was on to something. To this day I can’t even look at movie popcorn without seeing that horrible-colored bottle. Pete on the other hand gets an extra large and smiles down to the very last kernel.
I thought of that experience the other day. I was meeting Ruby who was finally back from touring with her band. I couldn’t wait to talk to her. Not only was she doing well with her music, but her writing career seemed to be taking off as well.
Instead of the fabulous, invincible, cooler than cool Ruby I knew and loved though, I got a pale comparison. She wasn’t wearing her signature eye glitter, her hair was pulled back severely, and she looked completely deflated. “Hey. What’s up honey?” I asked her, trying to not appear too concerned.
“I’ve been betrayed,” she said in her little girl voice.
So Ruby started talking about how four years ago she brought this story to a producer for a movie idea. That producer was hot on it and brought in another producer who then set it up at a studio. Ruby spent all this time talking to the actual people in the case and getting all the necessary releases. But when it came time to sign everything, all the witnesses had demands that the studio couldn’t meet. The deal fell apart.
As Ruby continued telling her tale of woe, something about the movie story itself started sounding awfully familiar. Where had I heard this before, I kept thinking? I seriously KNOW this story.
When Ruby came to the big finish—apparently the second producer screwed her over, went around to her sources and now was in production on the project without Ruby’s involvement—I knew where I’d heard the story before.
From the producer.
Who is a client.
Ruby never used names—it’s not her style. But it was unmistakably the same guy.
And the thing is? This guy is nice. Smart. Respectful. I actually enjoy spending time in his company. But now the thought that he completely fucked with my friend is the only thing I can think about.
He killed popcorn all over again.
Shit. What the hell am I going to do when he calls?
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Lets not run so fast to hang this guy…..seek to understand, then be understood. The deal fell through with Ruby…..and the guy picked the story up from the trash and pumped life into it……….he made it happen. Unless he intentionally made Ruby’s deal go south so that he could pick up the pieces, I say he is just doing what any producer does….follow a good story line.
Posted by Rex on Aug 21 08:20AMIt's a tough call. He may have stolen the idea, or he may have acted as Rex said. It smacks of unethical behavior if that's what indeed happened, but did she have an actual script, etc? Intellectual property is so hard to defend and define.
If you don't feel you can look at him and not be thinking "Ruby's idea stealer!", then I'd say break it off. On the other hand, a few subtle questions about how he got the idea for the movie, etc, if you can figure out how to ask them might lay your mind at ease.
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So why am I writing this blog? I have an inner exhibitionist that just needs to be let out. I've always wanted to bare myself completely in front of strangers but have always been held back by fear.
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Well, you can't keep seeing him.
I don't mean that in the sense of a command, I mean that in the sense of an observation; given how you feel, you won't be able to keep seeing him. You feel what you feel and it's unwise, to the least, to try to ride roughshod over your feelings. You *are* your feelings; so in fact to do so is fundamentally self-disrespectful.
You can't fix this, either. You could get on this guy's case, let him know you know and it's wrong and...what will happen? zilch. The guy knows it's wrong in the first place - if he was the sort of person who'd respond to being told it was wrong, he'd be the sort of person who wouldn't have done it in the first place.
So I think it's either a case of blowing him off and never seeing him again, or letting him know, and never seeing him again.
Of course, there is always the possibility that there's been some awful misunderstanding; and so, strictly speaking, the matter ought to be discussed with him before anything is done.
But...it doesn't seem likely. Not likely enough to provide motivation to actually go through what would be the very unpleasent experience of discussing it with the guy, if it does, at it seems to be, turn out to be true.
That's always the problem with talking it over to check if it's true :-/
Relating to this, it's my view that you cannot know, and I mean you *CANNOT KNOW*, if someone is truly decent in their core until you see them in a difficult situation where they could do the wrong thing and they do the *right thing*.
Until then, you simply *do not know*.
"A man can smile and smile, and be a villain."
Posted by Toby on Aug 20 05:17AM