You know, they say if you mention the name Macbeth in a theatre, catastrophe will follow. It's not a joke. It supposedly has happened in the past. But there is a simple solution. First you go into your dressing room, spin around three times and spit over your left shoulder. And then you must recite a line from Shakespeare, and the curse is broken. But no ever seems to want to do that. They think it's beneath their dignity. I think it's well worth it. Don't you?
Yeah. And my point is if you don't mind being—and acting—superstitious, then why is it "beneath" your dignity to do the silly ritual?
