Am I right to think "the man in a tie is about to lie to me some way?

I'm wearing a tie right now,
and you are right on the fucking money, chump.
I shouldn't tell you this,
but you asked. Necktie men
are the fucking advance guard, a pseudo-crypto-psychiatric
strike force of confidence artists
for the one percent.
You talk to one,
succeed

in making us nod and smile
and you walk away feeling great
like an accomplishment with your
fucking balls in a bouquet, and
the approximate dignity of a pet dog. All pleased

with your imagined glimpse behind the curtain, secure
that everything's under control of crisis actors
running their narrow earth conspiracy shadow play
for the lizard people, all because

the necktie man smiled saying 'Really?
Tell me more,' and you fell for it.

I love this job.

The fact you spotted the gag means
you could have potential to be one of us.
Get yourself a necktie. Practice putting it on
in the mirror, convincing yourself in low,
smoothed tones.

Smile and play around charmingly. Then go

out in the world, and see if you can engage
the chumps and keep them fooled - or pal around,
hobnobbing with other necktie men! Greatest feeling
in the world. Your efforts

will be observed for some time before
you are officially approached,
recruited and scheduled for furbishment. If you make it,
you will know it is me. My tie

is a deep red design,
covered in pink ballerina feet."