Dedicated, of course, to Captain Fishsticks and all the other acolytes of the Scot Presbyterian Calvinist Adam Smith.
Immortal, Invisible Hand only wise,
Be careful, however, it’ll poke out your eyes.
Its origin Scottish, a myth from the moors,
It mostly appeals to the pikers and the boors.
Unthinking, uncaring, and cold as a fish,
Nor gen’rous, nor sharing, a total knish.
Its logic, all simple, its surface appeal,
Will make some scrubs think that it’s the real deal.
All laud they would render; O dear sweaty Hand,
E'en as You turn earth into No Man’s Land.
The Hand gives a dope slap as it bids us goodbye,
Then gives us the Finger, and a poke in the eye.
Please also read Spot's other posts on the invisible hand, Invisible hand job, Invisible hand job II, and A Spotsian dialogue.
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