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Fame vaporizes, money goes with the
wind, and all that's left is character. Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that's the stuff life is made of. Benjamin Franklin, from Poor Richard's Almanac Open to the backstreets of Houston, Texas. These streets are where the homeless of Houston sleep and live. They spend their days in this place, scratching out a living any way they can. Low rent buildings dominate the landscape of this area. Most people that live here can't afford the finer things in life. "Natural Wonder" Shane Jackson can be seen standing on the sidewalk. His clothes easily give him the image of an outsider. His Doc Martin boots and Dockers pants are only the beginning of what sets him apart from these people. They stare in awe at his CK sunglasses and blue flame shirt, that's open at the front. He's not part of this world and never has been. Shane stands on the sidewalk, in front of him is a large shopping cart full of T-shirts. As the inhabitants, of these slums, pass Shane he hands them a T-shirt. Is Shane being kind and helping out the less fortunate? No, he's capitalising on an untapped advertising resource. Each of the shirts he's handing out are official 'Shane Jackson, IWF' T-shirts. Shane: I think I've just discovered one of the most revolutionary sources of advertising ever....the less fortunate! Think about it. You see them everywhere. Their always on the news and TV. You pass them on the street as you come from the mall. They stand on the street corners and beg for change. They ARE everywhere. In a short ammount of time you are going to see world renound buisnesses getting in on this action. Everyone is going to want a piece of the less fortunate and their advertising potential. Two young children pass by Shane's spot on the sidewalk. He hands both of them a shirt. They look at the shirts, then up at Shane. Shane: If you think about it, it's a win, win situation. You advertise for free and clothe people who can't afford your product at the same time. The two children run off. They carry their new shirts, in their hands, as if it they were gold. Shane: In the last couple of days I can see that The Rock has made an important decision. He's decided to defend his European Title instead of competing in the TLC match. Are you sure that's wise Rock? After all, it's well known that the majority of your career is built on catch phrases. I'd think you'd do better in a match where you have twice as many people to spout them off to. Then again, that would leave the match just me vs Rothchild. I hate to say it but as good as I am I won't be able to cover all his mistakes. It's always good to have a third person in the match who, at least, has a small idea about what he's supposed to be doing. Shane notices a couple of homeless people huddled in a bus shelter, a few feet away. He grabs an arm full of his T-shirts and walks over to them. Shane: Hey there. I can see you guys are....uh, down on your luck. Would you like a couple of T-shirts? Homeless Man: Wow, would we? Homeless Man #2: Just look at us. We'd gladly take used underware, as long as it was free. Instead of trying to carry the conversation any further Shane hands them the T-shirts and quickly walks back to where his shopping cart stands. Shane: There is something that perplexes me. Jason, why didn't you answer my question? You convienently avoided it and pretended as if I said nothing. Would asking it again help jolt your memory? I asked where had we met before. You keep saying that I have a win over you. Now as much as I KNOW this is going to come true, I'd like to find out how you were able to look, so clearly, into the future. How Jason? As I think back, I go over my memories. You don't appear in any of them Jason. None at all. Until this European Title Match was signed I never even knew you existed. You seem to know me, are you a fan of my career? C'mon Jason, it's not a shame to be a fan of the "Natural Wonder". Shane, getting tired of standing on the sidewalk and handing out T-shirts, come up with a new plan. First he makes sure the sidewalk in front of his is clear. Then, with a great push, he sends the shopping cart rolling down the sidewalk. He watches is roll along the concrete path until it reaches a corner. Is flies over the curb and tips over, spilling the T-shirts all over the street. A number of hobos and poor children see the T-shirts spill all over the road. In seconds the people are on the pile of T-shirts as if they were vultures on the carcass of a dead antelope. Shane: Maybe it'll take me capturing the European Title to bring you around, J. What about you Rock, will you be a fan of mine after Sunday? No, I don't think so. You're to distracted by your new friend Jeff Jarett to bother with someone, you feel, is beneath you. Sunday's going to be an eye opener for a few people in the IWF. Seriously, who wouldn't take notice if, in roughly a month of being an IWF employee, I become TV and European Champion. Doors are going to open for me at Shattered Dreams, ironic isn't it. One last shot of the people fighting over the pile of T-shirts. FTB |