It's vague out there. I can hear the scrambling of little feet running to the vault, but then, the head attached to those feet (by a trembling body)is left with no real instructions.
Friends, these are trying times. People went ape shit in the greed department and now we have to worry about our banana futures.
Not everyone can be rich. It is still puzzling to me that so many poor people voted for a man that did not care about them, at all. (Stalin called these people useful idiots. George Bush calls them __________.)
I am still optimistic about the future as is my nature. People are very creative. Corrections occur. The discomfort is real, but it's only discomfort. Like a sinus headache. It will pass.
There are rumors of all kinds of runs on all kinds of banks. If people get too nuts about it and start pulling out their money, en masse, then the banks will surely fail.
Of course, I'm not adverse to trading in labor, coconut shells or sacks of flour. It could be empowering and interesting. However, that's all very inconvenient.
Of each dollar that has floated around the economy over a period of one recent year, I wonder how much of it has been eaten up by the oil war effort.
It is a lack of creativity, hardened with fear, that brought us into this mess.
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Christians.
It's all fear, yes!
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