Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come

Scrooge cowered on his knees. The visits of the first two ghosts shook him to the core of his miserly being. He knew the Ghost of Christmas Future was next. Scrooge, after all, had been reading Malthus. An unmistakable thud of a piano chord — probably an  E major, with reverb set on foreboding — sliced through the chilly air of Scrooge’s dark quarters. Scrooge winced. He opened his eyes slowly, expecting to see a tall, ominous, black robed figure, most likely armed with a scythe, or at the very least a sickle. Instead, he saw a rather diminutive man wearing wire-rimmed glasses and holding a palm-sized device in his hand. “Hi. My name is Ray Kurz…” He suddenly stopped his introduction. “Oh, wait. That’s not the line. Let me try again.” the spirit cleared his throat. “I am the [...]