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An unauthorized sequel to <\/em>Waiting for Godot. With apologies to Samuel Beckett.<\/em><\/p>\n – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –<\/p>\n Evening. Queen Street, north side. A pole holding a transit stop symbol. <\/em><\/p>\n Two rather shabby-looking men are waiting. <\/em><\/p>\n Vladimir walks out into the middle of the street and stares intently eastwards.<\/em><\/p>\n ESTRAGON<\/strong>: What do you see? They wait.<\/em><\/p>\n Vladimir walks out into the middle of the street and stares intently eastwards.<\/em><\/p>\n ESTRAGON<\/strong>: Do you see anything? <\/p>\n E:<\/strong> What do you see? They wait.<\/em><\/p>\n Vladimir walks out into the middle of the street and stares intently eastwards.<\/em><\/p>\n ESTRAGON<\/strong>: What do you see? They wait.<\/em><\/p>\n – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –<\/p>\n Waiting for Godot, produced by the Modern Times Stage Company<\/a>, is playing at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts, in the Distillery district, to March 22. Check it out, it’s worth seeing. You can get there in the 504, plus a bit of a walk.<\/em><\/p>\n photo by Tania Tiziana-Burdi<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\nVLADIMIR<\/strong>: I see nothing. It is not coming.
\nVladimir returns to the curb.
\n<\/em>E:<\/strong> What is not coming?
\nV:<\/strong> The 501. We are waiting for the 501. Do you not remember?
\nE:<\/strong> Ah, yes, the 501. Why are we waiting for the 501?
\nV:<\/strong> To take us to our destination.
\nE:<\/strong> But there is no sign of it yet?
\nV:<\/strong> Perhaps it got held up.
\nE:<\/strong> Yes, maybe something is blocking its path.
\nV:<\/strong> An accident?
\nE:<\/strong> A fire?
\nV:<\/strong> A mechanical failure?
\nE:<\/strong> A fire?
\nV:<\/strong> A power outage?
\nE:<\/strong> A fire?
\nV:<\/strong> Who knows?
\nE:<\/strong> Wouldn’t they tell us, if it was held up?
\nV:<\/strong> No, they would not tell us.
\nE:<\/strong> Couldn’t they send a messenger to warn us that the 501 is not coming?
\nV:<\/strong> They never do that. They would just leave us to wait.
\nE:<\/strong> So we must wait.
\nV:<\/strong> Yes, we wait.<\/p>\n
\nVLADIMIR<\/strong>: Yes! I see something!<\/p>\n
\nV:<\/strong> I see lights approaching!
\nE:<\/strong> Is there a faint illuminated sign hovering above them?
\nV:<\/strong> Yes!
\nE:<\/strong> Are there three lights across? A great one in the middle, and two lesser ones on either side? The blessed trinity of light that signals our impending salvation?
\nV:<\/strong> Maybe … no. No. There are only two lights.
\nE:<\/strong> Only two.
\nV:<\/strong> It is not the 501. It is a taxi.
\nVladimir returns to the curb.
\nThe taxi, seeing them, slows down seductively, and then comes to a stop in front of them, purring. Its personalized licence plate reads “LUCKY.” The window rolls down and the driver, Pozzo, leans over to address them.<\/em>
\nPOZZO<\/strong>: Are you waiting for the 501?
\nV:<\/strong> Yes.
\nP:<\/strong> It will never come. You know it will never come.
\nV:<\/strong> We must have faith in the 501.
\nP:<\/strong> Transit is useless. Cars are the way to go. Why don’t you get into my taxi? My Lucky here will take you where you want to go faster than you can imagine.
\nE:<\/strong> We must have faith.
\nP:<\/strong> How long have you been waiting?
\nE:<\/strong> A long time.
\nP:<\/strong> And has your faith got you anywhere in all that time?
\nE:<\/strong> No. No it hasn’t. We are still in the same place where we started.
\nP:<\/strong> In my taxi, you will start on your journey right away. It’s immediate gratification.
\nE:<\/strong> Perhaps we should try the taxi.
\nV:<\/strong> Perhaps. The taxi is here and now. It is certain. And it will get us there quickly.
\nP:<\/strong> You are making a good choice. But first, you must show me you can pay. Do you have money?
\nV:<\/strong> Yes, we have money. The 501 demands money too.
\nP:<\/strong> Show me the money.
\nThey fish around in their pockets and show a handful of coins each to Pozzo<\/em>.
\nV:<\/strong> We have enough for the 501.
\nP:<\/strong> Pah! You have only a few coins! Your chump change may be enough for the 501, but using a car takes a lot more dough than that. Schmucks like you deserve nothing more than transit. You are not worthy of my taxi! I leave you to your 501.
\nHe drives the taxi off in a roar<\/em>.
\nE:<\/strong> So we must wait.
\nV:<\/strong> Yes, we wait.<\/p>\n
\nVLADIMIR<\/strong>: I see nothing. It is not coming.
\nVladimir returns to the curb.
\n<\/em>E:<\/strong> Perhaps we should walk.
\nV:<\/strong> What’s the point? If we walk to the next stop, it will still be the same 501 that picks us up. Just one stop later.
\nE:<\/strong> We could walk more than one stop.
\nV:<\/strong> But what if the 501 comes upon us unexpectedly between stops? We would miss our chance for salvation. We would be stuck in limbo.
\nE:<\/strong> We can look back from time to time, to see if it is coming in the distance.
\nV:<\/strong> But sometimes the approach of the 501 is shrouded. It can be hidden by slopes or bridges, or behind a truck. It could come upon us unawares. We can only be certain of getting on it if we stick to the appointed meeting place.
\nE:<\/strong> But what if it never comes? If we walk, at least we will eventually reach our destination.
\nV:<\/strong> Our destination is very distant. It is beyond Roncesvalles.
\nE:<\/strong> Roncesvalles is where the 501 goes to sleep.
\nV:<\/strong> When the night is done, it is the ultimate destination.
\nE:<\/strong> Even if the 501 comes, it might short-turn at Roncesvalles. Then we would have to walk the rest of our journey anyway.
\nV:<\/strong> So we should conserve our energy. We cannot walk all the way to Roncesvalles, and then beyond as well.
\nE:<\/strong> And we cannot take a taxi.
\nV:<\/strong> That option is closed to us, it seems.
\nE:<\/strong> Nothing to be done.
\nV:<\/strong> Indeed.
\nE:<\/strong> So we must wait.
\nV:<\/strong> Yes, we wait.<\/p>\n