RELATIVITY

I once was involved in the staging of a crime scene in Long Beach. It was nothing sinister, just a small fit of pranking on some friends who were out of town and had left us their keys for housesitting purposes. The day before they returned, we placed faux murder weapons (ketchup-smeared cutlery, etc.) and some ominous Post-Its in just about every room. To cap it off, we used masking tape to make a fake chalk outline of a homicide vic just inside the front door. It was great for morbid laughs, and passably funny to the residents the next day, until they pulled up the tape and simultaneously pulled a layer of finish off the wood floor, leaving a semi-permanent chalk outline. (Did I mention they were renting the place?) I was remembering this today and thinking it would make a great metaphor for something else, though I have no idea what.