Satiety

A short while ago, my coauthor posited that this was the face and emblem of JUSTICE, a dish served at a New York City counter called Momofuku Ko. Momofuku Ko seats only 32 guests in an evening, is reservation-only, and accepts reservations 1 week in advance on its website, which opens each day with a new day of reservations at 10 a.m.

Each day since the site went live, I have signed in at 9:50 a.m. and each day the new day's reservations are already fully booked. Am I to understand that I am 33rd in order of importance and gravity? How can I exercise my God-given right to a $100 meal eaten off a stool with no back? Who will reconstitute lychees and foie gras for me now?

I sound the bell of outrage, I agitate for comeuppance, I clamor for JUSTICE!