eMeringue Bear's Rebuttal
by Zack Murrinir (TMF IBleed)
What is Rick talking about? First off, my name is Zack, not Mack. And the
story about his mother made me misty-eyed and all, but I wouldn't go long on
Old Yeller. And, that's right, I guess what I'm saying is that eMeringue is a
Maybe it's me, but I would lose all credence in someone who considers
McCloskey "Willy Wonka incarnate." What has McCloskey done to deserve such
high praise? He inherited a chicken farm, got ax-squeamish, and forked over
$70 for the right to use eMeringue.com
for two years. Wow, I'm off to buy an odd lot at the market right now.
That last sentence was sarcasm. I have to point that out because neck deep in
this Internet craze some jokes are being taken way too seriously. I mean, even
my counterFool admits that eMeringue's financials are in shambles. He talks
about distant competition but what about changing consumer tastes? Wake up!
There is no guarantee that our fickle palette will still love the tasty
texture of meringue come tomorrow.
Moreover, even if we never cease our fascination with the sweet stuff, do you
really think eMeringue will corner the market the way Rick implies? If an
upstart comes along and promises delivery in just six days, not seven -- boom!
If a more creative player comes around and offers green meringue for St.
Patrick's Day or customized plastic kiddie pools delivered rim-high in
meringue -- boom! The patent office will always have room for yet another
mousetrap -- and the next eMeringue.
So let's grab eMeringue by the collar and enroll it in a canine obedience
school. Roll over. Play dead. Oops, it's not playing.