This Way To The Egress

December 18th, 2009 § 3

miss_moneypennyHere’s another oldie but goodie from the drafts folder, if anything more pertinent now that Miss Moneypenny is trying to sell herself as, can you believe it, guberantorial material. Read it and try not to weep. Hell, maybe she is just what the Golden State needs to keep us operating—hello, not.

Mousewords writes, “eBay Sellers Protest Unfair New Policies”

eBay. Founded by P.T. Barnum when?

So Meggie has ridden off into the sunset, no doubt in her personal gold-plated armored car. Good god, did she get rich off that debacle. Warn’t no debacle for her, for eBay investors. For whom did that bell toll?

Ever seen Home Shopping Network? A 24/7 stream of overpriced trash designed to appeal to those who can least afford it, what else is new.

Oh sure, eBay underwent some Big Shakeup, security-wise. The result of which seemed be raising shipping rates to ridiculous sums, like $12.95 for your average featherweight item. Causing me and I am sure countless others to cease the soothing search for vintage tea towels, a cardigan with a rhinestone poodle … Where did they get those insane rates. Well there’s no need asking. The same ethos upon which many a P.T. Barnum (this way to the egress) made their internet billions: Soak the Okies. Bleed the ignorant dry.

Oh, right. This is a classless society. Where was I. Attract those without a penny to spare with a dizzying arrays of tchotchkes and they will buy. Meanwhile, during those golden years, did Meg ever once get a really good haircut? Not so far as I can see, apparently as uninterested in her appearance as in the terrible yawping of the marketplace she owned,  surpassed only by your average Middle-Eastern souk in thievery, in dark alleys of cheating and rip offs. All of which could have been prevented by withdrawing that ridiculous star system.

Come on. Buyers were openly strong-armed: You leave me nice feedback and I’ll do the same for you.

Meanwhile, the value of tha tinformation exchanged? That this non-starter of a system throve for so many years, clue, people. It was as if driving donkeys through the cyber-byways—I can see Meggie now in long robes whacking her personal donkey with a stick.And how was this cash-cow (block that metaphor) regulated, you might ask? Regulated! Oh, that’s a good one! (Rolls on floor laughing.)

It’s a community, a community operates on trust, dontcha know.

I haven’t bought anything on eBay for a long while, (if you don’t count that butterscotch Bakelite tableware—so yummy, I could gnaw on the handles.) But I remember the good old days, when the new Powerbooks would come out. There was one group of Spaniards, $999 for a G4, all you had to do was wire them the money. To Spain. But they had excellent feedback. And hell, Pay Pal protected all purchases …  up to a few hundred bucks.

What could possibly go wrong.

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§ 3 Responses to “This Way To The Egress”

  • fp says:

    The egress? Aren’t they up between Stinson Beach and Bolinas at Audubon Canyon? There’s a heron rookery there too.

  • Nance says:

    Oh, goody, a new bitchfest! You’ve just been building up steam in the interim, and what fun for your followers.

    Is it Reagan we have to thank for the notion that acting experience is the best prep for politics? At best, that was a one-hit wonder. Whitman may not be able to act the part, but she’s got great experience giving the buying public a soaking…pun intended.