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Monday, July 26, 2004

It's a SCAM!

Hi.

My name is Ron.

Recently, a friend of mine approached me about an "opportunity" with a certain "business venture." Aooarently they were expanding and this led for a great deal on a way to "make some extra money." I curiously agreed to meet with him and discuss "the plan" but deep down, I knew something was up.

We met at the "business" head quarters where my friend's "manager" showed me "the plan." It was simple. I put in the effort and I get a lot of money. Eventually I'd get up high enough to make as much as he was making, or so he said. I figured, why not, and signed up. Boy was I in for a long haul.

Let's start with the basics, here. First of all, everybody's the same. I mean, they dress the same, they talk the same, heck they even smell the same! I feel like a robot whenever I don "the uniform."

Plus, I'm not a people person and this thing lives on people. It practically eats them alive! Here I am, trying to convince people to get in our our "great deal" and I know deep down that it's all a fraud, the whole thing. Why, it kills people! Ok, so it doesn't, really, but it damn well near could!

That's the other thing. All these people, flocking like a herd of sheep, paying billions of dollars to this "business" and for what? The "business" promises one thing and gives them something entirely different! Isn't that a scam? I think it is. I think reason thinks it is. It only makes sense. If you pay for a certain thing, or if you are promised a certain thingm then that is what you should get! Here we are, promising one thing and giving something that may resemble a watered down version, like if you took a hose and sprayed it down for an hour and a half and then dropped a big bucket of water on top of what was left and then swept the rest into a big bathtub and filled that with water and then stirred it around and pulled the plug and let everything get sucked down the drain and then you're left with molicules of god knows what, that kind of watered down reality of what is advertised, but people don't seem to care.

They keep spending their money, letting us take their precious currency and they just don't care. I think something should be done. I left. I couldn't handle it all. After a while, I began to lose sleep, so I left. But something more should really be done. I think somebody should run an investigation. Somebody like Dateline or some skinny guy with a hankering to destroy his body for money. Yeah, somebody, just anybody needs to do an investigation and illuminate this "business" for the scam that it really is.

That's it, I've been motivated. Tomorrow, I'm taking this story to PAX.

Tomorrow, justice will be served on a cold, hard plastic tray.

Tomorrow, Burger King is going down.