On Unspeakable Fucking Gall…

Now this is funny:

“if I see one more would-be guru tagging along on a rickety late-period goldrush line up unsupportable declarations (lookit me) to pique the five or six remaining executives (lookit me, sir!) to be convinced however temporarily that the web offers exciting ways to separate people from their money, and who have the UNSPEAKABLE FUCKING GALL to infantilize the work of individuals into an avoirdupois commodity called ìcontentî …”