Shaming the guilty liberals

I'm good enough to go anywhere, but I'm stuck here because I don't want to. I like NZ, and the climate is going to be our key selling feature in a few years. This should be a great place to live for sexual and gender minorities: we're overwhelmingly secular, we're tolerant of a range of views, we're not particularly violent (for the most part).

Instead, we're all feeling like it's the Inquisition and we're being tortured on the rack (reference to 2020). -

No, Shipwrecked EP songs in a 'raw, real' Tina movie = no deal.

My songs are simply for Shipwrecked and it's not a dead end.

After The Perfumed Garden, Dave might want to do it.

Don hasn't actually said no either. -

The script is worth the money, but I don't want to sell to James and Cass. Their money doesn't absolve their shitty treatment of me, and their unwillingness to negotiate from anything other than a point of strength has actually made me hate them so much that I'm literally campaigning to get them out of my life. They keep on saying that because we both like American musicals, then they understand my non-musical screenplay with NZ folk songs better than anyone else.

While people like Jade (the real one) or Evee are pretty good at the theatre thing or the film thing, and probably more likely to get it. It's not about unwillingness to sell: it's about teaching people that working for Circa doesn't entitle you to steal my shit for yourselves.