Victimless crime...

A crimeless victim was in the scene (but not on the set or stage)... Mr Ruy de Carvalho was about to leave early, as his book presentation had been graced by a mere four listeners. The scenery was the mezzanine of a well-known bookshop (well, it's much more than that).

Being a proeminent actor (mostly) in the portuguese acting scene and having seen most everything in what theatre, cinema and television are concerned, it seemed to me rather unfair that so many questions could be left unasked. So, I sat right in row #1, just in front of him. The seat was empty.

I'm positive that the questions asked (5~8 on my account) had already been put somewhere in time, but this 79 year-old always replied with a warm grin and subsequent story (of one of the countless little episodes of his acting life, where he played a broad array of parts of characters from Homero to Shakespeare). And it puzzled me that his emotion was really high as he started yet another story, with yet another character, in yet another place. So many people that never were and so many other people that did existed and brought the others (that supposedly never were) to life, with their representation, screenplay, directing or any other role.

I had to leave early and as I got up and went to him, I shook his hand and deeply thanked him for his words (did I mentioned that he kept on callin me "son"?). He said he was the one who had to thank (I really couldn't see why, but I'll have to take his good judgement into consideration)... and I left happy, also noticing that a crowd of more than 25 was now in the room, starting new stories (with new questions), engaging new conversations... something I expected would (and should) have happened from the first minute.

(Almost) changing subjects...

Much much less importantly, a victimless crime has happened. After these past twelve months, one should expect that to happen. Words graced a shapeless world of thoughts, but only once a month... as I, the blogger and master of all you survey, decided to always post something that could be discussed, either a thought or an event regarding the musical infection I'm (we're) in.

Coming January, this place will have daily contents (or the next best thing, regular postings from the blogger) rather than the rare threds of words that graced this viral space. But this was expected and intended... this first year, only but a few of my writting partners have logged and blogged.

This month, I'll be opening a discussion.
About unsung heroes and villains.
About vitimless crimes.

In no particular order... Andrew Dufresne, Ellis Boyd "Red" Redding, Eddie "Scrap-Iron" Dupris, Hoke Colburn, William Sommerset, Jamal Crawford, William Forrester, Frankie Dunn, Samuel Baldwin, Chuck Noland, Paul Edgecomb, John Coffey, Winston "The Wolf" Wolfe, Danny Boodmann T.D. Lemon Nineteen Hundred, Simon Dermott, Rhett Butler, Laszlo de Almásy, John Keating, Sean Maguire, Marvin Udall, Wendell 'Bud' White, Jack 'Cap' Rooney, Trevor McKinney, Doug Coughlin, Russell Duritz, Ben Sanderson...

And you expected me to mention Sherlock Holmes, Corto Maltese, Captain Nemo, Robinson Crusoe, Michel Vailliant or Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Peter Parker, Austin Powers, Wayne Campbell, Danny "The Dog", Forrest Gump and Edward Scissorhands. Naaahhh... although I like them too.

I really meant real people. Not just heroes.
Almost people.
Almost real.

And I know I did only mention male specimens.
I leave the ladies/girls up to you.

By the way, what was the victimless crime?