Reminds me of a poem we learned for traffic safety in junior high: “He was right, dead right, as he sped along / But just as dead as if he’s been dead wrong.”
Reminds me of this exchange from Animal Crackers, with Chico as the bandleader Ravelli:
Ravelli: Ah, for playing we get ten dollars an hour. Spaulding: I see. What do you get for not playing? Ravelli: Twelve dollars an hour. Now… for rehearsing, we make a special rate, that’s fifteen dollars an hour. Spauling: That’s for rehearsing. Spaulding: And what do you get for not rehearsing? Ravelli: You couldn’t afford it. You see if we don’t rehearse we don’t play. And if we don’t play, that runs into money. . . .
Reminds me of a poem we learned for traffic safety in junior high: “He was right, dead right, as he sped along / But just as dead as if he’s been dead wrong.”