The Third Floor

In the city, proficiency doesn’t mean much.

What could be sadder than the passing of the third floor?

Some of the great minds who ever lived seldom used the letter “G.”  Some of the really great ones seldom used words with more than two syllables, and some of the super-duper greats seldom evered.

City critics bemoan the lack of integrity amongst the powerful, but their so-called “integrity” would be anathema to those who seek such control.  A ruler with integrity would be a race horse with five legs.

“Listen,” said the voice, “I got something important to tell you…and that’s why I’m not going to say anything.”

J.