The Vulnerable and the Venerable

We have a system for that, next question please, yes, we have a system for that, next question, i already answered that question, anymore questions, the venerable speaker is reassuring the audience, the world wide audience, that all is being done to end the exploitation of women and children around the world. The appearance of a strange object in the sky has sharpened his enthusiasm, it’s been deemed to be an object from another world, there is talk of it being from a heavenly world, God perhaps!. Images of Moses in the desert are being awakened in the hearts of many, the french exodus from Paris at the beginning of the second great war is being cited as a warning, of the great exodus too, in downtown Manhattan they are dropping champagne cocktails as if it’s the end of days, traders mainly, who spent their entire lives devoted to money and the exploitation of anyone willing to listen to them. The numbers are repeating says an old priest, even the trumpet is sounding; Donald Trump is live on the TV screens in times square, reassuring the world, there is space for everyone in trump tower.

Far away, in a small office, a street smart marketer is going over the numbers, the data as he calls it; there are more single women than ever with access to wealth, who are lonely. A psychologist points out the potential within this data group. Because they are vulnerable, well everyone seeking love in the current climate is vulnerable, well, these ladies have cash, and this loving person is pointing out ways to relieve them of their cash, albeit legally. The other lonely’s don’t matter, they have nothing to give, the usual sex route has been cooked drawn and quartered as they say. Well charlie, how do we empty those cashmere pockets Sydney?.

Why not set up women friendly gambling websites, color them nice, those chicks love make-up, add a few free spins, get them hooked or regular users, and bobs your uncle, watch the cash flow in. Charlie you are a genius. The trade grows, the cash is blown, the universal needs that are not satisfied have to find an outlet, exploitation or exploration, is there really any difference.

Solomon sighed, is there a law against such behaviour, he shook his head, it’s totally legal on this planet. He is sitting in a restaurant in times square, the Donald is over his shoulder on the big screen, imagine it, the cost of a suite in trump tower has been halved on account of the alien intervention, that isn’t bad i suppose. A waitress approaches his table, Solomon’s, can’t smoke sir, she points to the sign, and it’s punishable by a term in detention and a five thousand dollar fine, he puts the cigarettes back in his pocket. Just yesterday he sighs, he was watching a movie from the past, in every scene the main actors was smoking away, for all to see, exploiting the young, as if it mattered then. How a few years change everything, the vulnerable and the venerable, nice name for a movie. He thought for a moment, if you go out of your way to exploit others knowingly, is that theft or business he wondered. he looked up at the sky, no way!. that’s the cloud i say before, amen.

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