Cynics might think Payback Is A Bitch. Philosophers might think Consequences R Teachers. Me, I think both. But, then, I am a cynical philosopher.

The advertisements on those boards reveal themselves to be bona fide businesses.  I herein endeavor and hereby hope to earn a living as an American Writer – muse to the masses, without New Book sticker shock and New Book promotional tour.  My writing is ALSO a business, a corporation.  Heads up, Lords and Squires, certain obligations and protections apply.

Libertarians think they have got it GO. ING. ON.  when it comes to Free Market.   I dunno, we’ll have to see. But I’m pretty sure that I have I some business ideas that will generate more value more quickly than their stashes of precious metals and caches of utility metals will.  Be it known that I WANT to get on with Libertarians.  After the Government and the Bad Guys, they DO have the coolest weapons and, it can’t be helped, I DO come from Rednecks.  But my jury is out on their flexibility, therefore their viability.  Alone, they just don’t have the numbers.  Oh well, if they don’t want to give more people the secret password to the way cool fort, they are at liberty to go it alone and best of luck ‘em.  We’re ALL gonna need some of that, I think.  I’m givin’ em plenty of chances, though, ‘cuz they remind me of my brothers and uncles.

For me, it is easier to give more chances to people who aggravate me on message boards than it is to spend holidays with Family.  Having endured a LOT of dramatic-not-in-a-good-way holidays with Family, to say nothing of Family Vacations, I figger I’ve got a head start.  They’re a tough room to work, alright.  But tough without smart isn’t diddly.

The message board with the Obamamaniacal Guttersnipes, on the other hand?  The one with a “well respected” black member who actually typed out and posted publicly that I am a Klan member whose “spawn should die”?  The one with the moderator who would not recuse herself despite an embarrassing *sigh* schoolgirl crush on The Great One?  Ever more shall that business be referred to as the Board That Shall Not Be Named, the offending members only as a Poster Who Shall Not Be Named.  Bought the dot-coms and everything.  No siree, that board will NEVER get hits from me.

That’s how THIS free market rolls.

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You think you’re smart, you think you’re strong
So did I, so do others – why else belong?
Some of you are, and some of you aren’t
Some are a little bit psycho, I’ll warrant.

With Mob Rule at hand and Morons on deck
We re-visit options – WTF – what the heck
Check under cushions, behind every dollar
‘They’re free to be morons,’ Ron Paulers holler.

So sure of your ways despite public rejection
Sealed from suggestion, safe from objection
Fine, have it your way – applied Pragmatism
Stiff but not lasting, unbridled Egotism.

Ponder awhile your worth without weapons
Too few in number to demand concessions
We prefer you aboard, we won’t leave you behind
As you’ve done to others deemed not of your kind.

But know you’re outnumbered, our newest Minority
Henceforth and outright, no birthright Superiority
Limber up, stretch your minds, this IS a new day
And fasten your seatbelts while Girls have a say.

You suck when in power and sulk when you’re not
Now Ladies and Mommies will sort through the rot
They’re used to mistreatment and willing to fake it
Lifetimes they’ve spent cleaning up other’s bullshit.

Protection is sought and favor is curried
But if you’re not game, we’re not really worried
If American men will not stand with us All
On innermost cities we’ll then pay a call.

Mistake thee not hurry for rashness or folly
Timing is crucial from Earnest to Dolly
Be thee not hostile, we’ll all get our due
But this show has legs, with or without you.

This I lay down as gauntlet and leverage
To ease a mind fearing fraud or pilferage
I’ll spearhead hemp’s planting, legal by bill
Before Ron Paul is crowned king of the hill.

Perhaps then to trust, or not, each is free
Some may be content just to type Liberty
By hook or by crook, come high water or hell
Mark my words closely, I will strike that bell.

Millions by tens of Spinsters must pay
For failing to snag Mister Right one day
If we will proceed now each Man for himself
Chinese & Russians we’ll wed for their wealth.

Suburban Nellies are toughest to rally
But something fresh might tilt the tally
Hiding ‘hind Brinks or playing the fool
Will land her husband in our dating pool.

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