( Bigot-Johnson chairs a secretly convened meeting with his secretary and other trusted allies )
Secretary : There's dissent in the ranks.....
B-J : What do you mean ?
Secretary : One of our ORDINARY committee members has sent in a letter of complaint
B-J : The bastard.....
Secretary : He's really upset....
B-J : About what ?
Secretary : It's best I read you his letter.....
Dear Bigot, I must express in the strongest possible terms my profound opposition and disgust to the newly instituted practice which imposes severe and intolerable restrictions on the ingress and egress of ordinary committee members to the upstairs room where we desperately need to conduct our business affairs and will, in all probability, should the current deplorable initiative be perpetuated, precipitate the progressive build up and backlog of business matters, causing us in the process to experience acute atrophy and paralysis which will render effectively impossible our ability to conduct the coherent and necessary discharge of our functions in the foreseeable future. Yours feeling the strain already, Eamonn Wright-Payne
B-J : What the blue blazes is that all about ?
Secretary : I think he's complaining about the fact that a lock has been put on the upstairs toilet door and that, despite being a committee member, he has been excluded from the privileged few, who have been given a key
B-J : Tell that troublemaker with verbal diarrhea he's barred from the club...... we can't afford to have the likes of him in our midst.........
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