Yes, it was somewhat odd to find myself assigned to this imaginary job of party poster child. If there were a salary attached at least that could make it sort of worth taking an interest in your re-Publican lowlife interests, given that you cannot be Fair-I-See, only Sad-U-See. However, money makes the world go round, as the song goes, and just being a squeaky wheel does not quite pay the bills or provide sufficient grease to get your Skidrow mobster agenda off the ground.