
How low will Hollywood go. . . . ?

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(The B-movie life of Barbara Streisand)

A wonderful, half-assed opportunity to invest in a crank who doesn't know what he's talking about!
Yes. . . . . his education is dicey, his business skills haphazard, his braying laughter "impolitic", but one thing the fucker has IS IDEAS! He might even be "strong-armed" with a yelp into not going on about "Borsht-Belt" no-no's!
This ain't no "Luke Skywalker Ranch", but "The Insufferable Industries" homestead moved out to Los Angeles (-- god forbid) that puts the liveliness in Matt Groening-style damnation upon the insectoid-roving face of the crack-brained city, where-- for every one that succeeds, 25,000 will fail in the rancid, puke of desperation's convulsing "mark-down" of humanity, goodness, and all breeds of commonsense. . . . . let alone, the corn-fed Midwestern kind.
But since I openly admit
"that I don't know what I'm doing", he would bring in a well-spring of advisors, paladins, and generals to help direct the upward coursing path of a potentially-lucrative business operation by those who excel "in their own corner of expertise" to help realize the dreams "of a visionary" and bring in profit for all.However, I am wise to the speech of conniver's, glad-hander's, "and bullshit artists". . . . . being, obviously, "a bit of one" myself. For sincerity, "without a little bit of oil", has been the destruction of many an honest man.


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