Sure, I’d like to have a fraction of the financial solvency and international distribution the Big Guys enjoy. But would I appreciate having to live like this? Not in a million years. Not if I had to walk through fire, barefoot, drinking lighter fluid, wearing a charcoal necklace, and the natives had sweet and sour sauce poured into coconut bowls, drooling expectantly.
Nuh uh. Not no way, not no how.