Do you ever feel like bragging — and wish there were people around who knew what you were talking about?!

Long ago I worked at a newspaper in Iowa. A string of banter filled the newsroom. Our talk would begin as a torrent but disappear to a trickle when a deadline approached.

I’ll never forget our sports editor. He was a one-man department, a nationally renowned writer who probably cranked out more copy each week than any journalist in America. He called himself Robowriter, and he earned the nickname.

Many have written and said that the Internet has democratized the process of learning and has made solopreneurship possible. But the torrent of information means we don’t know whom to trust and what to believe.

In the old Westerns, the bad guys wore the Black Hats and the good guys wore White Hats.

Today it’s difficult to distinguish the bad guys from the good, because the Black Hats wear white.

People tell me I’m a patient man. My patience for those who steal and cheat vulnerable solopreneurs has run out.