Ringmaster PenduraRingmaster Pendura as thrown us off the trapeze without a net. All the claims and promises he was juggling have now fallen to the ground. There seems to be no amount of contortion that will actually produce some platinum. We have tried boilers, bigger gas lines, and endless process adjustments. These clowns have still not produced any platinum. This has been more painful than sleeping on a bed of nails. Ringmaster Pendura has thrown 100 knives at my portfolio and torn it to shreds. Was this a graft all along? The signs were there. Endless delays and excuses. Zero platinum. Even Davis Recycling seems to have fallen for this snake oil.
This quote from the Saturday Evening Post sums it up:
He described how he and a band of fellow “grafters” followed travelling circuses as they toured the country. They knew how to spot, and play, the gullible “marks” in the crowd of circus-goers. The pickings were particularly good when the circus toured small farm towns. The circus, being perhaps the only professional entertainment the farm families saw all year, drew customers from miles away. And farmers made easy targets.
The nameless gambler here describes several of the games used: the “cloth,” the “roll-out,” and, of course, the shell game.
The gambler admits that the games, when described, seem so obviously rigged that even the most ingenuous country boy could have seen through them. But “natural greed” blinds the victims to the scam “until his eagerness for big money kills his common-sense.”