All you gather round and listen to the story, then you tell it, then you tell it, then you tell it, and then you tell it too. Multiply the movie, make it true. The acting is incredible, like real life. The drama is intense and never quits, breaking daily, flashing always. The marketing department is doing its thing, it'll be the surprise hit of the season.
They'll ruin the place, but we'll gut it once they finish their mud wallowing. Best thing is to stand back, let the fools show their ace. The public will tire of the farce. Most want peace and quiet, fun and harmony, good sleep, a simmering pot of beef stew. We'll make sure and leave the creeps off the house warming invitation list, it'll be a grand reopening.
Those trees will burn down to the ground, paper will save them no longer, now they turn to ash. Another consequence of the digital era, smoked into the clouds. But the power lines must get through, they must all glow. Screens are connected, the story is being told, the next episode isn't on til later, they still got time. Where shame is a sham, used like a defensive maneuver to avoid blame.