If you need any proof that our economy is absolutely thriving—throbbing, even—with possibilities for fulfilling careers for every citizen of this great republic of ours, just go to craigslist.  I mean, there's something for everyone. 

Remember in the old days, when you had to really search—through newspaper classifieds, pounding the pavement, from coast to coast—for some flunky position in some flunky little firm in some flunky-ass town in the middle of nowhere?  Well, those days are over.  Now we've got craigslist, baby.   

I'll let you in on a little secret.  I'm thinking of switching careers myself.  Here's a new one I'm considering:

Gubernatorial candidate and host of City Lights City Streets, Mark Lord, needs bodyguards while he fasts on water to protest the lack of antiaircraft missiles around plymouth's nuclear power plant.

I mean, it's like fate! 

I've got to go dig out my resume!  Wish me luck!