Screen Test

You know, you can practice and try and suffer and work. You can cultivate your innate talent to as fine an assay as possible. You can have luck. And after all that, you can probably come in third on American Idol, or maybe get to read the news on the weekends in some rectangular state.

Then some other person appears, and looks so sketchy you wouldn’t rent an apartment to them without a year’s rent in advance; ten minutes later they show up on a red carpet somewhere clutching a statuette. You grumble when you notice that some people are just born to have the camera pointed at them. And that’s that.