My opinion is predicated as to whether or not his prose style is real or performance art. If it is the latter, I don't find much fancy for the art, and long, long ago, stopped making any effort to try to decipher and interpret its meaning. In a way, that might be a tad sad, because it is just barely possible that the poster has something interesting to say that is buried in the word salad. The one thing I think I glean from the salad is that the poster does keep up on current events, indeed to such an extent that it may well be that his employment situation is the same as mine, to wit he isn't employed. Who knows, other than perhaps our taste in performance art, we may have a lot in common. That however appears to be more for him to know, and me to never find out.