it just seems too easy to me…somebody sittin’ sumwhere in a place who’s kingdom spooned with the worst o this country’s 20/21st Century bullies---people (term used loosely) who sure-certainly did NOT represent most folks I associate with---while gathering all the gold and ruddy real-estate imaginable and spending it on what? Balls? …‘Proper’ infighting?

I dig the cut o your jib, y’ Snidely Whiplash, ye, …but this hellish paradigm was not born in my spirit or yours or…well…probably 75% of the literate intelligent and semi-illiterate but functionally streetwise commoners that I’ve run across in the past few decades. Sumhow, we in this woeful Wile-Wile-West have misguidedly fallen in line behind the lowest uncommon denominators (the 800 dollar toilet seat set; the Vote ME Now campaign placards all up & down your beautiful street set).

& who will it be to eventually round-out the fold of vital intellectual elucidation; to pull the mainstream up out from this epoch of marketing misinformation & insanity? …Surely people continue to try. Gota be a good thing. Gota be something. Even if we, the people, are merely relegated as a culture to debate amongst ourselves amidst the din of technological tyrannists with the dread impunity of carefully guarded revenue pipelines and really big walls and even bigger guns*.

*guns: No, not just the shootin’ kind.