Hollywood's Dark Prince. He could get fired, sure, but the joke is worth the risk, even depends upon it- the things we'd never dare to do comedians do for us. Think of Disney, asleep in liquid air, blood laced with glycerin, brain gone stone. But his triumph is the rumor, our wish to believe he's in there, locked tighter than Houdini, plotting the ultimate illusion. His boss says Don't be an idiot.
Steel expands or contracts if there's a temperature shift.
But knowing doesn't matter. At the slightest squeak the comic flicks his eyes to the rusting hatch and waits for the impossible, inevitable turn. We are not saying that you can't have a great time at Walt Disney World. What we are saying is that you need a plan. Some misguided sparrows cobbled together a nest in the prestressed concrete branches of the Swiss Family Robinson's tree.