Re: Teamster Turmoil - Oct 6 [TANKS]

[Mike Lyons <mxlyons-at-cox.net>]

I invited you all here today in my role as consiglieri to Don Virginiani, who sends 
his deepest regrets that he cannot join us due to his unjust incarceration in 
relation to that unfortunate business with the football player and the dogs, of 
which we know nothing.

War between the famiglie is bad for business (except for Paulie "The Shovel" Pala 
and his funeral business).  We should focus our energy on numbers, girls, 
pharmaceuticals and buying the Presidency (again), not petty squabbles over a few 
trucking runs.

This whole thing started when Don Sommeri wrote the following:
"Anvilus will provide real-time delivery of lumber, nails and shingles on the 
battlefield if Marlow & Sons assets are accidentally damaged in any way by 
incompetent tank commanders."

Don Pittelli has taken exception at the implied takeover of his long-standing 
relationship with the construction micks.  (After all, they don't call him "Concrete 
Shoes" Frankie for nothing!)

The Godfather has examined this issue closely (in his spare time between running the 
business activities in the Big House) and proposes the following compromise:

1. The Anvilusi family will be the exclusive carrier for supplies need to repair 
ACCIDENTAL damage caused by INCOMPETENT commanders of TANKS.

2. The Pitelli family will retain all other supply transport business, for 
INTENTIONAL damage and/or damage caused by COMPETENT TANK commanders and/or drivers 
of any form of vehicle OTHER THAN TANKS whether competent or not.

Surely this is an offer neither side can refuse?

Based on observation of the destruction of the farmhouse at The Uprising, the 
majority of the business in question is the result of intentional damage caused by 
competent tank commanders (not to mention shoddy construction by incompetent 
builders, no doubt skimming the profits).

Don Virginiani expects to be released any day now (which is in no way related to the 
gift of a fine automobile to the Governor) and to be present at the Uprising, where 
he hopes we can all sit down for a friendly business meeting.  He will be bringing 
his baseball bat, just in case anyone wants to play a little ball afterwards.

As his niece Meadow told the audience at the Miss New Jersey competition (which she 
won, nothing to do with the disappearance of three of the five judges): "World 
peace!  Can't we all just get along?  Fuggedaboudit!"

Ciao bella!