If real estates agents were animals they would be hyenas. If mortgage brokers were a disease (and they are), they would surely be a malign rampant fungus or a parasite harbored in the intestines of a hyena. Reading the Blade at the public pool today (once young and gorgeous, I used to frequent the Plaza pool: these times are gone…), I could not differentiate ads for escorts from the numerous real estate ads as both would feature homo-erotic artsy pictures of the “service providers” (look as an example at Cory Levy’s or the most ridiculous of all my gay agent….or Joey M.’s). Are we supposed to believe based on their deceiving picture that they can carry out their brainless racket of a job ? Does it require a specific look to collect obscene real estate commissions in exchange of hanging around a showhouse and misleading their clients ?. If I might need to know what my “massage therapist” looks like, I need no picture for my agent: I always assume that they are sleazy tacky rural-America born teeth-whitened uneducated f*ck. You can imagine their toothy bite just looking at their fake smile (no wonder the Blade only contains ads for escorts, agents and dentists). Not only are they hyenas but they are laughing hyenas. Real estate agents, much like laughing hyenas travel long distances to find their spot and mix with normal animals in clubs or bars while constantly on 
the prowl. Buying a house should be an impersonal exchange like in most markets but real estate intermediation is such an easy way to scavenge upon honest people’s savings that the competition is prehistoric and these criminals need to lure people in their dark little practice by whitening their fangs. Sometimes instead of going to a strip club, when I have an urge for a decadent experience, I just go to an open house and witness the daily feeding of the real estate jackals. Yes people there is a reason why the only people doing coke in the bathroom at Cobalt are real estate brokers and agents and underage prostitutes. As prostitution is increasingly frowned upon in society, lots of them become real estate agents and mortgage brokers and are now slaying innocent people one condo at a time (sometimes they keep both jobs though). The nation's 285000 real-estate agents are felons. American people remember Mr. Greenspan's suggestion that to keep the economy rolling we have to get rid of the beast and organize a national kill-your-real estate agent or broker spree (while you are at it could you include Title and Settlements companies ). A good real estate agent is a bleeding real estate agent (ouch… ouch… LL is going to say I am creepy). This should only be a start as the epidemic is global. As I am not a complete bastard, please find here a link to a real estate blog.
In other relevant news, talented Miss Kitty fed us and fed us well (Thank you Miss Kitty) yesterday at Jason C.’s house. The conversation and entertainment were also amazing: Jason C. snaped as usual and went dancing in the ghetto dressed as a nurse. I overheard Kaï (who is training me to manage my anger - very successfully obviously - by expressing myself through an imaginary puppet) tell Kevin W. that he “looked like a Kennedy”. I personnally think that the only think that is Kennedy like in Kevin W. is his alcoholism I believe ...and his jaw maybe. We finished at Halo late in the night, I managed my well hangover very well based on last week’s lessons and am thinking to go to Taint tomorrow night if LL gives me the authorization. Of course, I have stories but these days every conversation starts with "you cannot put that in your blog"...
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