Ladies and Gentlemen of the United States of America, both legal and illegal folks traversing these lands,
Starting tonight, at 9pm sharp, “The Fly” will undergo a metamorphosis, from the world’s best finance writer to the world’s best real-time political commentator. I will live Tweet the debates and would also like you to enjoy the splendour of it on iBC, in favor of the oppressive and ugly Twitter.
Ergo, we’ve developed a page of sorts, one that will serve as a wall — separating the dignified renaissance seekers from the rot that permeates and infects the internet on Twitter.
You’re all cordially invited to attend.
We’re still adding a few bells and whistles, such as a comments section, Pepe the Frog, and of course a Hillary Clinton cough meter. For those of you willing to partake in a drinking game, an exercise in energetic juvenile spirits, I will be taking one shot of vodka per H. Clinton cough. I do not expect to leave the debates alive.
The markets have gone lower, negating last week’s bizarre melt up; but all of that silliness is behind us now. Exodus will offer succor in a time of uncertainty and Le Fly will offer a sageness (extra Thanksgiving) unseen in the political arena since the peerless President Reagan sent an anonymous note to Mike Dukakis — telling him that taking a photo shot inside of a tank was a very good idea.
Respectfully and with vigor,
Le Fly
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