Thursday, August 20, 2009

Hyman Roth


Whats going on here?

I see there has been some accusations here, some insinuations that I may be involved in this d-grade pork fiasco. Let me tell you I have been running pork in these parts for 30 years, and my uncle before me, I was the only show in town. And now a new breed of pushers comes onto the scene offering discount pork with slick back hair and you all look at me??? I didnt think I'd live to see the day the town I built up would turn on me.
Let me tell you a story I havent told anyone in a long time.
There was this kid I grew up with; he was younger than me. Sorta looked up to me, you know. We did our first work together, worked our way out of the street. Things were good, we made the most of it. During Prohibition, we ran molasses into Canada... made a fortune. As much as anyone, I loved him and trusted him. Later on he had an idea to build a city out of a swamp stop-over for Sturgeon fishermen on the Welsh Coast. That kid's name was Jasper Khrones, and the town he invented was Nappy Cove. This was a great man, a man of vision and guts. And there isn't even a plaque, or a signpost or a statue of him in this town.
Jasper died before his time, and in these dark days I get to thinking and I realise he was lucky, he didnt live to his legacy wither.

Good pork is the most important thing. More than success, more than money, more than power.

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