Brother Roger:

Have you, in fact, some religious objection to the use of “that” as a conjunction? I wonder. I do indeed. It serves as a useful mortar between the individual bricks of our discourse. Try it. You’ll like it.

Now to the substance. I note that, here in the buckle of the rust belt, the mayor of Detroit has hit upon a new slogan to attract urban pioneers—-Occupy Detroit. Please.

But, really Brother Roger. I agree that a pack of drum circling ners do not a revolution make. But, can you seriously refer to that pack of meretricious, disingenuous, thieves at Goldman, MF, Citibank and others as “the beleaguered productive class?” Have you been drinking with young Sebastian again? Be honest, You must have read Ayn Rand at so tender and impressionable an age that it warped your young mind permanently. That passel of rougues produced naught but misery and decline. Atlas shrugged? I think not. Atlas shagged all of us. It’s time for them to bring coffee to the Aryan Brotherhood at Pelican Bay.