I am fresh out of ideas for new and useless systems to code up this afternoon, so I have time to think upon the apparent pheromoneomenon of The Borg Trader. I am reminded of the Russian urban legend of Lieutenant Kije. Once they created him, and commenced to lie about his exploits, they had no choice but to elaborate ever more elaborately. Thus Frankie Stein's curriculae vitum might read:
Author of over thirty how-to guidebooks in the art of environmental pollution
Senior servile savant in the Carter administration
Prominent philanthropic fund-raiser in the deep Sonoran Desert
First and last aviator ever to land a sailplane on a private yacht
World recordholder for the most specious complaints filed and subsequently withdrawn by a deeply mortified, chastened and publicly repentant SEC
Expert EMT trainer of llamas to perform team CPR in emergency situations
Currently UN Ambassador At Large to the penguins of the unpopulated regions of Antartica
Author of over thirty how-to guidebooks in the art of environmental pollution
Senior servile savant in the Carter administration
Prominent philanthropic fund-raiser in the deep Sonoran Desert
First and last aviator ever to land a sailplane on a private yacht
World recordholder for the most specious complaints filed and subsequently withdrawn by a deeply mortified, chastened and publicly repentant SEC
Expert EMT trainer of llamas to perform team CPR in emergency situations
Currently UN Ambassador At Large to the penguins of the unpopulated regions of Antartica