After work I stopped by the Dumpster at the corner of Wealth and Bondage to see how the Happy Tutor, erstwhile Dungeon Master to the Stars, is doing these days. I found him reading an old newspaper and gnawing on the bloody bone of what appeared to be a large mammal. Seeing the look of disgust on my face he said, "Just like the investment business, Phil, I eat what I kill." Then he pointed at the greasy newspaper and said, "What if the 82cnd Airborne were to invade Richistan? "Says here we could recover $21 trillion in ill gotten gains. That would be enough to rebuild our roads and bridges, pay down the national debt, send every child to college, and insure top knotch medical care for all. That is not even counting the prison labor we could extract from the inhabitants of Richistan. We could have them forge their own chains, much as you do, Phil, as Market Manager for The Wealth Bondage Private Client Philanthropic Services Group." I found that last bit insulting and unfair. Yes, I restrain myself, as I must, to serve our clients. My mind remains Free, though, I just do it for the money. You can't blame me for that. We all know better.
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Posted by: backlord | July 26, 2012 at 04:49 AM