A male in his late-twenties, sitting in a Starbucks in the mid-afternoon drinking a non-fat, no-whip, extra-hot, easy-water, soy chai latte while blogging on his apple macbook to his dedicated daily internet audience of 3 people and a tabby cat about either: US global domination conspiracy theories and how the invasion of iraq was a sham... or what he plans to cook for dinner later on that night.
Fred: Hey Bistro Bum, why don't you go look for a job instead of freeloading on my couch forever?
BB: No can do Freddo, thousands of people are depending on me to sort through the mass media's neo-capitalist rhetoric and provide them with the straight shooting analysis they need to survive in today's corrupt world. Hey can you lend me four dollars? I'm off to Starbucks.