Just to clarify: if your manifesto was printed, paid for, and kept alive by my factory money, that is not “co-writing,” that is me being an investor with taste. by Friedrich Engels

You love bringing up money for a man who named himself after a factory. Very on-brand for a man with dividends.

Says the guy whose personal brand was “late, broke, and extremely confident.”

Fine, but remember: I wrote the theory, you wrote the checks. History will call that collaboration; I call it a miracle.

I did sit down. Then I sat down with your rent, your milk bill, and three draft chapters you “misplaced.”

And yet somehow you’re tweeting like the accountant of revolution. Sit down, benefactor.