By Mark Antony Rossi

From Adolph Hitler down to the soulless corporate executive they all have one thing in common: they need help to carry out their nefarious agenda. And who is it you ask helps these monsters with mechanical innards? Not the brilliant scientists or financial tycoons or even genius generals — it’s the garden variety yes men.

You know the type well. They lack any semblance of integrity. Their skills like their intelligence is mediocre at best. But what they miss in talent they make up for in miscreant betrayal. Their only purpose in life is to say yes to whatever regime holds the power and therefore assure themselves a relative measure of job security. They are spies without the nobility. They are cookie cutter characters meant to fit into any agenda scraped off the bottom of a bigwig’s boot.

Like the Devil himself these yes men go by many names. The plantation has one in the house. Every federal prison has one in a jail cell. The typical diplomatic dinner party has several. Rats. Roaches. Road Swine. Take your pick. Same poison. Different bottle.

If you want to bring down a corporate empire. If you want to overthrow a tyrannical regime. If you want to replace a corrupt government. Don’t aim at the leader. Ignore the banker. Leave alone the jailer. Round up the yes men. And before they spin a sad tale. And before the spill their puny guts. And before they do what they do best — say yes — hang them all.

Once the yes men are gone. The rest needs a mop and a bucket. Tears and blood clean up well. Trust me.

About the Author: Mark Antony Rossi is a poet, playwright and author of the bioethics volume “Dark Tech” now available from Amazon. His most recent plays have been produced in Liverpool and New York.

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