1. Take Back the String<br />By:<br />Peter Derks<br />Mr. Kabachia<br />Humanities 30-1<br />October 23, 2009<br />Box 5668, Lacombe, AB.<br />T4L 1X2<br />10/23/2009<br />Dear Peter Derks,<br />There has been an ache dwelling over me to apologize for my actions when you purchased your new car from me. The slyness and gratitude I pressured upon you while you were in the process of making a major decision in your life was un-called for. I placed a cloak over your eyes when we went to inspect the car for any missing paint or scratches, I held your mouth closed when you wished to ask me the history of the car, I cemented your feet when you longed for a test drive. <br />I understood the Chevrolet was your first vehicle and understood how joyous of an occasion it would have been for you to own an object of such worth. When I first saw your complexion I knew your judgment was shrouded by the joyousness you felt. There is a famous painting hanging in my living room that forced me to write this letter, it is Keith Carter’s “Pinocchio”. The puppet master manipulated the marionette, much like my persuasion and intransitive comments made you wish to purchase the car. I did not tell you there was a lease on the car, I did not tell you that I lied about buying new tires for the car. I shrouded your eyes from mine and clouded your perception of me; the puppet master did the same to Pinocchio, which is why he is out of focus. How would you of been able to pursue your well-being while I was making your decisions? “There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation.” as John Steinbeck would state. I have failed myself by forcing my failure onto you. There were joyous and eager internal demands pressuring you to purchase, which clouded your logic. During this time my impression was that I was superior and perhaps pulling one’s strings is for the better, which I guess makes me an authoritarian. <br />I am not like this anymore, and this letter proclaims how I wish to right my wrongs one person at a time. I had a dozen cars waiting to be sold and each one had potential to sell, which is why there is an ache in me to apologize for my persuasion over you. Your well-being was in danger, by making you feel in charge and all knowing, and shrouding you from the fact that this probably was not the best decision. I ask for your pardon in exchange for my apology, as a symbolism for this I give you the string I manipulated you with.<br />Sincerely,<br />Gene Slicks<br />Clouding Logic<br />Cloaking Defects<br />Manipulation<br />Enjoyment<br />Deception<br />Pressure<br />