Dear Adventurers,
Kungaloosh! and how have you all been? I would like to start by letting everyone know that I am doing well and though lost in the Antarctic back in 1941, I did survive. Mostly thanks to the group of sea turtles that gave me a lift back to Florida. Merriam I'm sorry to say, did not make it back, but I shall let that story go for the moment.
For those wondering why I have remained in hiding all these years, it was because I wanted observe how my sons Stewart and Henry could manage my beloved Island. I was most hopeful that they would continue to build my fortune and I would officially bequeath the Island over to them, but alas, I was most upset to watch them run it into the ground, and Hurricane Connie in 1955 did not help matters either. There was a brief moment, on Dec. 24th 1949 when I revealed my survival to one person, and that was my beloved wife Isabella on her deathbed. Once again, a story that I shall let go for the moment.
After 1955, I wandered the Earth, yet again in search of Adventure, until 1989 when I most overjoyed to find out that the Walt Disney Co. rediscovered my Island next to The Disney Village Marketplace, (it took them long enough, they found my Paddlewheeler "The Empress Lilly" back in 1971, and for some reason stayed out of the overgrown jungle next to it for 18 years)! Not many people know it, but Walt was my Uncle (Yes, I named my Paddlewheeler for Aunt Lillian), and an unaccredited Founding Member of my Adventurers Club, so imagine my surprise that his legacy was refurbishing my legacy! The reopening of my Island as a night time entertainment complex brought a tear to my eye, and believe me, the reopening party was almost as electric as when I beat Edwin, Charles and Eliel in that game of Dominoes! My Island was once again a center for "Fun for all, and all for fun"! Everything seemed to be going so well. . .until Sept. 27th 2008.
As we all know, someone in the upper echelons of the current Walt Disney Co. decided that it was time that the party ended. No matter what the outcry of the public (by the way, thank you to everyone who signed petitions, wrote letters, e-mailed, and some who even laid your jobs on the line to try to make the Walt Disney Co. see reason and to let them know that there is a market for grownup entertainment at Walt Disney World). I can not express how revolted I was (and still am) to see "Celebrate Tonight" pop up in front of buildings that once housed quality entertainment. From my understanding, there are still many out there who are holding out hope for the return of my Island as a nighttime entertainment kingdom, and rumors have been flying since this time last year, but through my sources I have learned terrible news.
Starting in October of 2009, the Walt Disney Co. will begin to dismantle my Adventurers Club as well as Motion. Now I know what everyone will start shouting for Kevin Lansbury blood, just like last year. However, while he was the person who had to make the announcement of the Island's closure, and did very little to oppose it, he is not the one we need to barrage. No, my friends, the person who needs to be stopped is
Jay Rasulo, Chairman of Walt Disney Parks and Resorts. He was the one behind closing Disneyland's Downttown Disney Grown Up entertainment district, closed Pleasure Island under the belief that there needs to be more family atmosphere in Walt Disney World (as though 98% of the property is not all ready), and now continues to destroy Walt Disney Co. heritage.
For those who may think that I am being a little to strong with bringing Disney heritage, did you know my Uncle Walt was heavily influenced by my Adventurers Club? Just take a look at these photos of Walt's Club 33.
Notice how the Trophy Room looks very similar to my Club? Also note this Vulture.
He was the star of the trophy room. This was an animatronic California Turkey Vulture which was designed to talk to guests while they dined. Walt himself would be hidden in the sound room and could control the vulture and listen to guest's conversations through microphones hidden in the dining room lamp fixtures.
This way, for example, if someone mentioned in conversation that they would like a glass of champaign, in moments a server would drop of the glass, with the guest never knowing how the order was placed. The screens covering the mics are still in the lamps but the wiring and mics have long been removed. Once again Walt's legacy influenced the re design of my legacy, for we all know that this is the same technology that was used for the Adventurers Club's representations of my friends from 1937 such as Arnie, Claude, Beezle, Babylonia and Colonel Critchlow Suchbench.
It has also come to my attention, that there is and Adventurer's Club being opened in Hong Kong Disneyland, if my Club is being gutted to make this, I do not relish the idea of The Walt Disney Co. sending my hard earned artifacts oversees. So, Adventurers, I know it has been tried before, but now I see only two people who need to recieve a lot of mail, e-mail and phone calls. I thank Master Gracey for having done the research for this last year, but I will place them here for easy referance (The phone numbers were found after some internet searching, and their authenticity is questionable, but worth a shot):
Mr. James A. Rasulo
Chairman
Walt Disney Parks & Resorts
500 South Buena Vista Street
Burbank, CA 91521-4873
jay.rasulo@disney.com
(818) 560-4200
and his only superior
Mr. Robert Iger
Chief Executive Officer
The Walt Disney Company
500 South Buena Vista Street
Burbank, CA 91521-4873
Robert.A.Iger@email.disney.com
(818) 650-6400
or
(818) 560-1000
Let them know that we do not want Hong Kong Disneyland to benefit from our suffering. Let them know we are tired of Disney heritage being dismantled for no apparent reason. Let them know that the Adventurers Club was more than just a stage show, but a special place where everyone who entered the main Salon was welcomed and treated like old friends. Let them know that if guests concerns are not heard and acted upon, there will another vote of no confidence similar to that of Michael Eisner. Let them know that we want our night time escape back, and a half hearted, poor quality street party does not suffice. And above all, Let them know that Adventure has been calling our names and we will not accept traveling to Hong Kong to answer the call. Time is running short my friends. Please help me save my Island's most unique building, the artifacts that line its walls, and a return to the once superior entertainment that The Walt Disney co. was famous for.
Kungaloosh!,
Merriweather A. Pleasure
P.S. If you are questioning as to how this 136 year old Adventurer is still able to type (let alone breath), I did indeed find the Fountain of Youth just after the "Dominoe" tragedy.