| So now it's shameful window-dressing by pressuring special groups to buy tickets. Which means real aficionados are now going to be crowded out by an army of apathetic pretenders and the percentage of empty seats represented by them! Once the horse has bolted, everything you try to do to remedy it only makes it worse.
So while Neil Young and the Stones cast their pearls before them, will the civil servants, employees of US companies and local hongs, (also reporters) and their families with tickets foisted upon them remember to follow their particular Uncle's instructions? Make sure they show they're having a great time cavorting to the likes of rockin' in the free world, year of the horse, broken arrow, tumbling dice, start me up (windows salespersons will suddenly wake up), monkey man, don't stop, and countless others, no matter what little sense any of this makes to them. |