Anarchist or Recluse

originally posted January 15, 2006

I was not interested in attending the reception after the play this evening.

The well-heeled of Venna are not interested, truly, in meeting the Poet Szol, Playwright of the ahn. They wished to meet the scandal of Ar; the brash anarchist who dared to follow up a competent reworking of the famed Pentillicus Tallux classic 'Merchant of Ko-ro-ba' with a parade of whores. Part of what brought them into the theater in the first place, perhaps, was the thought that it could occur again. Of course, it would not for two reasons. Firstly, the Boarding House has all the advertising it needs stitched into the silk of whores such as exotic Portia and eager Sana. Secondly, the infamy of the event far outweighs the impact a revisiting would have. Let them talk. Let them wonder at my nature even as I sat amongst them - unrecognized, unidentified. Let them, if they like, refer to me as a recluse.

It is good for business.