Space Merchants Part 2

You are aboard a cargo jet in the 22nd century. Here's the man we had total with in a hole, Lieutenant. What's his complaint? He claims he's Mitchell Courtney, a coffee smith star class of the father's shotgun advertising company.

He says he's been shang-eye to board this jet. Roll up his sleeve, let's see his social security tattoo. Nah, one three oh four dash nine nine seven four dash one four one six dash one five six dash one eight seven two three.

One, two, three. Liar! Get him out of here! The bees will shock and advertise and eat of a low number. Can't you see it's been altered? Let me use the radio and talk to Mr. Shockon himself.

Ha ha ha! We're from, Mr. Courtney. The dead. Take a look at this copy of today's New York Times, dated February 17th, 2157. Mitchell Courtney, head of the Venus Rocket Project at the Fowler's Shock and Advertising firm, has been found dead in Little America.

Now wait a minute. A man by the name of Matt Runstead knocked me out there. But can't you see that I'm alive? I am Mitchell Corbin. Ha ha ha! You can prove that after ten years. Ten years.

My manifest shows that you're not an advertising man. You're only a consumer named George Groby. You've signed up for ten years labor in Costa Rica. And those ten years begin as soon as this jet sets down.

Take him back to the hole. The CBS Radio Workshop, dedicated to man's imagination, the theater of the mind. The CBS Radio Workshop continues part two of the Space Merchants by C.M.

Cornbluth and Frederick Pole. Today, the workshop resumes the story of Mitchell Courtney, copy Smith's star class with the world's greatest advertising agency of the future, Fowler's Shocking Associates, the tale of a rocket ride to Venus.