When I want to hear opinions from six-time business bankrupter, I’ll go to the social assistance office and chat up Ol’ Gil. Or the memory care ward of a retirement home to hear the random word-salad of confused, frustrated, incontinent people with no mooring in the present or reality. This clown is entertainment like giving a bonobo monkey a loaded and cocked AK-47: you know people are going to die, but who; and first?
When I want to hear opinions from six-time business bankrupter, I’ll go to the social assistance office and chat up Ol’ Gil. Or the memory care ward of a retirement home to hear the random word-salad of confused, frustrated, incontinent people with no mooring in the present or reality. This clown is entertainment like giving a bonobo monkey a loaded and cocked AK-47: you know people are going to die, but who; and first?