It's been 47 days since the first preseason game at New Orleans Arena, when we were first informed that the concession overlords were taking chili away from the hard working, hungry fans.
More importantly, though, it's been two weeks since I sent my letter to the Arena's management. I have not received a reply. That means it's time for a follow-up:
Greetings.
It was forty-seven days ago at the first preseason game that this hard-working, hungry fan of the New Orleans Hornets was informed that chili had been removed from the menu at the concession stands at the Arena. I asked why but, sadly, my request for an explanation fell on deaf ears, as it did a second time at the regular season opener weeks later. To this day, I've not heard so much as a word explaining the rationale behind this arbitrary, unilaterally-imposed decision. Your refusal to explain this oppression of fans who want the freedom to choose how their hot dogs and/or nachos are topped is, at the very least, rude. However, I think the reason for your silence is something far more sinister than simple discourtesy. It's patently obvious that they've gotten to you.
Who, you ask? Big Condiment. That's who.
You're in their pocket, and we know it. Oh yes, that's right - it's not just me, it's we. Others have joined the movement, and still others more will follow. Until such time as chili is returned to the menu, our boycott of the concession stands in the Arena continues. The oppression of the chilitariat will not be tolerated, and the Chili Revolution will not be silenced.
NO CHILI, NO PEACE!!!!
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