When thinking of the reaction to the Marlins most recent fire sale, my mind continually comes back to the traditional southern hymnal “Still Fly” by the Big Tymers. The The Marlins are now, and forever have been, hood rich, running low on gas in the new E-class they bought in their mother’s name. Spending money they didn’t have in pursuit of…well of that I’m not even sure.

Actually – scratch that. The Marlins are not hood rich, buying luxury goods on questionable credit. The Marlins are more like the entire rap game artifice: renting European sports cars from the local exotic car dealership for their lifestyle porn video shoot.

The Marlins played the carrot and stick game with their fanbase on the surface, splashing money on free agents to drive fan interest upon opening a fancy new ballpark. The fans stayed away so the Marlins cleared house. Loria is as Loria does. And the baseball world is NOT having it in today’s edition of Who Can Be Outraged?

Keith Law gets us started with an epic salvo ($) against the Marlins and their entire dog-and-pony show:

Those limicolous owners are the greatest joke of all in this deal, rooking Florida taxpayers for a publicly funded stadium, only to make one half-hearted attempt to fill it with a contending team, then surrendering after the season to return to their old business model, playing a skeleton-crew lineup while pocketing all of their revenue-sharing money. This isn’t a bad baseball deal for Miami; it’s not a baseball deal at all — it’s a boondoggle, perpetrated by owners who have pulled one stunt like this after another, with the implicit approval of the commissioner’s office.

Next up: Tim Brown of Yahoo! Sports with the scorched Earth approach.

There is a soaring tolerance to humiliation on Marlins Way. Perhaps that is the true greatness of Loria and his Marlins. Even as they spoke of honesty and loyalty in luring free agents to Miami, they doggedly refused to consider no-trade protection. Did they know this contingency existed, even then? Had they planned on it?

Dr. Rosen Rosen wants Loria to sell his one-of-kind piece of avant-garde performance art.

Loria needs to answer to his fans who bought season tickets, to the South Florida politicians who helped him secure ballpark financing, to his fellow baseball owners who should assail him for wrecking the Miami market.

Actually, better he should say nothing.

Better he just sell.

Marlins blog Marlins Diehards lets a picture do the talking.

Jeff Passan sees parallels between the current Marlins situation and a previous NL East inhabitant.

The conspiracy lives. It lives in Miami, where they’re destroying baseball, just like they did in another city before. It lives in the hands of Jeffrey Loria and David Samson, the owner and president of the Marlins, the con artists who pilfered Miami’s money before moving on to its dignity. And it lives especially with Bud Selig, the commissioner of baseball who’s letting it all happen again, because he’s part and parcel to it.

Jerry Crasnick worries for the Marlins future, summarizing the damage done.

The damage to the Marlins’ “brand” is impossible to calculate. The franchise boldly ripped it up and started fresh after world championships in 1997 and 2003, but things are different this time around. Fans can tolerate slashing and burning if it’s done with a dose of conviction or a long-range plan — or better yet, on the heels of a parade. When a team lards up its roster and trumpets a “new era” in conjunction with a new ballpark, then completely changes course in the span of a few months, it’s a recipe for anger, cynicism and empty seats. Lots and lots of empty seats.

Your boy Craiggers at Hardball Talk labels the Marlins a kleptocracy.

Because absolutely nothing in owner Jeff Loria’s history suggests that he gives a tinker’s damn about winning baseball games, making fans happy and developing Miami as a vibrant market for Major League Baseball.

Last word goes to the Loneliest Man in Miami.