Sometimes a picture is indeed worth 1,000 words.
While name calling and obscenities may fill the empty space when the richness of prose fail us, a simple juxtaposition at a bookstore can yield an enjoyable result.
Unfortunately, the diary rules do not count the picture as 1,000 words as upon trying to post I get a box coercing me to be less textually concise. So with the apparent words I must leverage to publish my diary, I must thank Ann. As I work to complete my own book about Corpocracy, I privately think (albeit less so after this post) what do I have to say that hasn't already been said? Why would anyone want to read my collection of thoughts and ideas about politics and economics?
Then, during any casual stroll through a bookstore I see clearly important works by Ann, Rush and others. At such times I'm struck by an Al Franken (or Senator Al Franken as I prefer) thought... "why not me?"