Into the Valley of the shadow......

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With all due respect to Lord Tennyson, here's some spin on a passage from "Charge of the Light Brigade".

Into the valley of the shadow of impending Socialism rode the Objectivist.

Weasels to the left of him, Weasels to the right of him, Weasels in front of him.

Stormed at not by the volley and thunder of shot and shell,

But rather continually jibbered at in their strident, demanding voices,

And incessintly ankle gnawed by their sharp pointy, rodent like teeth,

Onward he rode......