The Game Plays You

August 23, 2001

So I’m riding the bus to work today when I see a dozen men dressed in black suits holding up cardboard signs at the bus stop. While this was strange enough, I actually read the signs:

The Truth is Majestic. Is it just a game?”

I thought Majestic was creepy enough when it faxed, e-mailed and left messages on your answering machine. The idea of scraggly men in black involved standing a block from my house pretty much makes me want to avoid it completely.

I’m just not ready for this level of immersion.

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