A whiff of gorgonzola.
That's rich, coming from a lackey of the Sicilian mob. Good old Monarch, impervious to the commercial wind as ever. 911, Sars, Gulf Wars 1 and 2, and you didn't skip a beat throughout the whole lot. Just kept marching on, and on, and on, and on, like always. How wonderful for you.
Those of us not blessed by the condom of commercial irrelevance are compelled by different motives. Those in glass palazzi should, at the very least, be careful when throwing stones, Monarch Man.
Ciao!