
I recall the past, and FBI Special Agent Richard W. Miller selling AMWAY out of the trunk of his FBI car in an effort to make financial ends meet while he was having sexual congress with Svetlana Ogrodniikova (a KGB asset, who paid him to engage in espionage against the United States). Special Agent Miller sold AMWAY while working for the FBI and his wife, Paula, sold it to church people when not tending their eight children.
I was in the FBI office on Wilshire Blvd, Los Angeles circa early 80’s. Miller, who was overweight, waddled by eating a candy bar. I asked who that was. The Special Agent lowered his head in shame and said that was Miller, the local AMWAY rep, who was on the foreign counterintelligence squad.
(Babylon Bee) PAWTUCKET, RIāHasbro has unveiled a new version of Monopoly targeted at Christian women. The game, titled Ms. Monopoly: Church Edition, will task you with recruiting all the other players into a pyramid scheme.
You go around the board buying starter kits for various MLM organizations. If other players land on a starter kit you already own, they’re forced to go to a “party” and then pay into your business as they’re helplessly sucked into your downline. Collect a full set of same-colored MLMs, and you’ll have a monopoly as your church or neighborhood’s main supplier of overpriced oils, handbags, or plastic storage containers.
“We’re empowering women to collaborate with each other by exploiting one another in the spirit of fellowship,” said Greg Wesley, lead game designer. “This is a powerful feminist statement that shows women can go off and be their own bosses by making everyone at the top of the pyramid very rich.”
After a few times around the board, each player will have bought into several MLMs and also be forced to buy stuff from their friends’ MLMs, meaning the money in the game will constantly be drained out of the system until finally no one has any money left.
The game is sponsored by official brands like Plexus, Young Living, Mary Kay, and Avon. The game even includes a free coupon for a consultation with a local sales representative from one of these agencies, so you can experience Ms. Monopoly’s depiction of pyramid schemes in real life.
When you pass Go, you’ll also pay the bank $2,000 for all the products you’re forced to buy. By the end of the game, everyone will be broke and the real winner will be the men who launched the deceptive MLM businesses and suckered women into them in the first place.
Mail Call – Consider Benghazi:
LSP – Benghazi was beyond outrageous, that the BEAST walks free to this day compounds the crime.
I wouldn’t want it on my conscience but she doesn’t seem to have one. So.
Imagine if she was your president now. I do mention it from time to time on the blog because we owe a great debt to President Trump to weathering the storm of attacks for this nation. If we had Hillary, with a weaponized FBI and CIA looking at the US and patriots in the same way that Barack weaponized the IRS… We dodged a bullet, old friend.
And send the private my best.
Barack was partying with Beyonce and JayZ in Las Vegas at the time and it is said that he was loaded on illegal narcotics – just one more felony. Thus Jarrett was the White House person involved. I frankly doubt that the Vice President Joe Biden would have stood the rescue mission down (F-16’s and AC-130 gunships). As you point out, Jarrett was the Muslim mole in the White House – more of a true believer than Barack who was primarily lazy. He wasn’t clever enough to be a Manchurian Candidate.
There were F-16’s (ready alert), armed for an air-to-air mission at Aviano Air Force Base, Italy. They have cannons and could keep the rag heads at bay until the AC-130’s (which are armed on the pad) arrived. As you say, load up the AFRICOM forces on rotors and arrange for refueling and get them there. I don’t know how long it would have taken to arm other F-16’s with bombs, and get the B-52’s rolling from wherever they were. Typically there are also ready alert B-52 and a boomer (refueling tanker) crew also on the pad, ready to go. The Mohammedans are lucky that I wasn’t the president. There would be precious little of Benghazi left. It would look like that highway out of Kuwait that was bombed continuously as the Iraqis retreated, or the Bahamas after the hurricane pounded it flat. Sometimes you need to send a message.
I’ve been one of those.
Different CinC now. Different outcome?
Yes, I think that President Trump would have approached the problem differently. First off, he’s not loaded on illegal narcotics and doesn’t drink. Secondly, I think that his response would be more like the LL scenario (Above, see “Jim”)
But can you imagine President Beto, or President Castro (a relative of Fidel?), or President Butt Guy, or President Poke-a-haunt-us? (shudder)
Well put.
I’m glad to be out of the People’s Republic of California. It seems to be circling the drain.
The CIA is a non-uniformed military service. CIA ranks correspond to US Army ranks. Woods and Doherty were contractors, not CIA officers, but all the same, Woods and Doherty have stars on the Wall in the foyer of the headquarters building. The Flight 93 memorial recounts heroism in the face of horror. A lot of valor goes un-rewarded and un-recognized. It’s only known to the people who were there. Maybe that’s enough, but I’m with you. I like to see their survivors get a gong to put on the mantle in recognition or something. And though those left behind have a cherished memory of their incredibly brave kinsman, they’d rather have them alive than have the award.
Barack, the magic inner city person, did hand them out like a hooker hands out clap to the apparatchiki, but he also sold them. If you wanted a Medal of Freedom, a discrete honorarium in the right place put you on the stand with the anointed one. Slide Joe Trippi, said to be an Obama bag man, $100K, and he’d pass $75K on to the Barack Obama Charitable Trust. A suitable legend would be concocted for the citation (where you gave Qur’ans and soap to inner city children) and you’d get a very nice gong. I never discussed this with Trippi personally but I know people who said that they did. You’d need to kick in substantially more if you ALSO wanted to spend a night in the Lincoln Bedroom, the Obama B&B.
I knew about "Ms. Menopoly" – which makes me want to puke; but that Church edition has to be a joke.
That said, good post and comments.
A Baptist pal tried to recruit me to sell Shacklee(sp?) products. I think the idea was that I'd sell the scheme to church ladies.
"How much more money do you need?" was his pitch. "None. Live like a monk on Athos, old chap," came the reply.
That threw him. To be fair, I don't think he's aware of Athos.
Wait for it, the will also be "Ms. Monopoly" call girl edition.
Some friends (or rather pushy acquaintances) of my parents used to hold parties which inevitably turned out to be sales pitches. At least the majority were not MLM schemes, but I'm not sure that ugly, chunky, dyed-stone "jewelry" and "charming native artifacts" were any better. These people were "Overseas Chinese" from the Philippines. The husband was a practicing physician, so it's not as if they needed the money. At the time I merely asked my mother why we (they) continued to socialize with these obnoxious people; never really understood her answer which had to do with "keeping peace with the Chinese community" or some such. My thought was "If *this* is the community we are better off without it." But then I'm a horrible, deplorably nonconformist person by standard East Asian metrics. Now some 40 years later, I firmly believe that while the money raked in from crap jewelry and home-decor-by-colorblind-spastics was pleasant, those people really did it because they liked the psychological high from scamming their "friends".
My parents once went to Dr [Redacted] for their annual physicals. He ran literally a half dozen unnecessary tests on each. "Don't worry, I've made sure that you have minimal out of pocket. It will all come out of your insurance," said Dr Redacted, beaming, as if that made it all okay. No wonder native Southeast Asians hate the local Overseas Chinese as clannish, nepotistic, money-hungry, status-obsessed greedheads.
Newlyweds, circa 1969, we were invited to some soap selling scheme. Name escapes me, but it started with a Z. Midway through the speal we were asked to leave after the third time I asked, "Who sells the fucking soap?"
Almost got hooked into selling Amsoil until I saw the prices.
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