This hotel serves as a playground for our corporate masters where one night stay costs more than the average worker brings home in a month. They must feel like if they raise themselves up high enough, they will escape our anger. Or perhaps they think that the stench of the streets will not reach them in their lofty rooms. They look down on us, but we will rise up and tear them down. In this den of inequity, the elite have been caught in sex, drug, and racketeering scandals. Over the hotel's history no fewer than seventeen city councillors, three mayors, eight senators and a governor have been caught in some kind of criminal activity. But you wouldn't hear about this in the Daily because the elite have servants - bribed to cover up scandals and dump bodies. And you wonder why the Royal tolerates all the mob activity? The man on the street caught with illicit narcotics foes away for five, ten, twenty years. But the city councillor caught with two dead strippers gets a rigged election? Well, that makes him mayor. And the two girls? They get a burial at sea and their names wiped from history. We can't bring those girls back, but we can send them company.
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