suffering snakes!!

just been on ebay. dunno if they are the hd cameras i need but the prices just made me eyes cross...oh well i ring that young chap in 1/2 hour; he can tell me where to get them a lot cheaper. that plus the sfx ,softeware lights...if u need those, etc etc. crumbs, zopa had better get ready for a B.I.G. request...
should explain if can why i'm so violent about hollywood. well i am your classic poet. right, i write a beautiful balanced poem. takes a bit of effort, a lot of living, a very unusual mind. yes? then i want pl to read it. seems straightforward. but its actually impossible. the big publishers won't do it, no obscene profits. an they are very snooty. poetry survives on its own. ppl love it, both doing and reading.but both online and in private pub, its just one big bowl with 1 minnow and lots and lots of big nasty sharks...none of whom were ever accused of poetic sensibilities. donkeys years ago i also went to the poetry society. they are the most horrible ppl on earth. for them its an exercise in intellectual snobbery of the grossest sort. i mean they are absolute muck an can't produce a decent limerick between them; being prone to emitting adjectives and chicken giblets and all with an eye to oxbridge. which if anyone out there wants to know are snobsville breeders of the bankers, sharks, crooks and creeps who will infest the intelligensia/establishment of the ever recurring tomorrow. i been there, listened...u never in your life heard such moronic arseholes.
so years an years ago i made a vow...thats a british thing. i mean they are my enemies, for whom i have no respect at all. so a 'show' like say southbank just makes me want to call in the fumigators. so thats one thing.
now i only got the idea about screenwriting last november. and every bloody book i read since quacks on about the 'right' way to 'sell' your stuff. quite blind to what they are saying. imagine some arsehole telling me i'm only worth oh, less than the teaboy. oh, an they have a right to all my creations ever after. oh, an they will change all the bits they decide don't fit their fucking delusions, an oh. if they run out of time they will just tear half out. oh, an by the way this bozo...yes him, the one wiv the head of a happy gerbil? oh, he's your director. he knows fuck all but will see what he can do wiv your stuff. interpret it, u know. put his vision in it. never mind that the fucker is both illiterate, blind, a crackhead and was lost up his own bum 40 years ago. cos this is the film industry, we are the money men. so you will fall flat in abject worship cos of the glamour, won't you my dear???
. now you see why i am getting my wild up. right now. no. no and no. in fact for years now that lot haven't had anything really new. look don't they just rehash everything again and again? or go back to hgwells etc or real events, like titanic? they killed their writers spirits, haven't they? but who is making their work/profits/fame? ITS THE WRITERS DEAR. i think it must be an american disease. if you reduce every value to money you wind up with nothing valuable at all. anyway i go my own way, as is usually the case. but now you understand me.
i will be a creator. NOT a whore. you think you'd dare suggest any of those demands to me if you held in your hands a truly great poem? no? then be respectful of anything good i do in screen.

soho. so ho, they mutter. where she gonna get the millions in funding? i won't. if i am any good at the lowest junior levels i won't need it...and then they can come find me. if[yes, i know, its a gambling thing...but they started it] they want more an better well they can coff up and start living by my rules. like i dunno... how about in future the writer IS the co-director? all of them?
that an be nice or get a good slap.