A412-pound man in a 4-wheeled chair glutting his gut for more becomes dismayed that more is not enough. His chair rolls him nowhere but where he’s always been, a prisoner in his own rage-cage, beating its bars to be free of who he is and those who put him there. It is when he stops rolling and tilts his chair backward, seeing the audience upside down, does he see his life in true perspective and understand that more has never been enough, that enough is not in chitlins, sowbelly, and’lasses but just possibly in the small bit of an apple.
