day to day rants
Moose meat is a wonderful thing! A friend once told me 'i never met a moose i didnt like." I must concur. They live their lives free, eating and drinking what their hearts desire until one day, i come along and end it for them and I appease my conscience by reminding myself that a beef in a feedlot has a much less enjoyable and free lifestyle, so look at all the misery I'm saving them!
On one such hunt I noticed something falling into the Morley River, plop, plop, plop. They were sprucecones being cast from the height of an overhanging spruce tree by a very aggressive squirrel, bent on storing them for the winter. Problem was, about 90 percent of his work was plopping into the river and floating out to sea. I couldn't help but laugh at the stupidity of this stupid squirrel, unmindful as he was that his work was almost entirely in vain. But then, I realized that I am that squirrel!
I don't think the general run of us has any real inkling of how much of our efforts are being swept out to sea by one means and another. It would be entertaining to watch a screen show in real time what is becoming of the work of the janitor, or the waitress in the restaurant, or the pizza delivery boy. Hard as the working class works, it profits them very little indeed beyond what their bellies can hold. We hear talk of "living wages" because some salaries aren't enough to pay rent in a ratty apartment and buy stale groceries, let alone a decent wardrobe or a car to get to work in. There is something unnatural about this, wouldn't you say?
Its understandable enough when a lazy man, lolling about on his couch day after day, is shocked one day to discover the fridge is bare, but the working man shouldn't have to do without daily necessities. Where is it all going? To the rich, obviously. The dastardly rich. And where are they? Where do they live? Doubtless its true that the worlds wealth has become more and more concentrated. Someone, after all controls the key to the vault that contains the worlds store of gold. The Rothchilds? The Bilderbergs? In the end, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that there is clearly a pattern here of Central Banks adding numbers without value, borrowing these numbers to needy nations central banks, who in turn borrow them to your local bank and then on to you, my trusting friend. It all feels so loving until the bill comes, the interest gets added on, and the stress level rises within the confines of your "resting place" whatever it may be. "They" have clearly got us over the proverbial barrel, which, by the way, is a rather disgusting phrase.
There are of course, some who inevitably escape being controlled by high debt levels, but they are, if statistics are to be believed, in the minority. And even they, the successful few among us, who escape the curses of injury or divorce or illness or bankruptcy or addiction, are penalized through taxation at higher levels so their success can be restricted. I'd always heard that banks are able to borrow ten times the capital they hold to you and to me, which accounts for the huge profits produced year on year. But it was a shock today to read that the european banks are leveraged to 26 times their capital! These are bankers, folks! They are supposed to understand money, being as how they work with it daily and what they are doing is nothing more than a outrageously bold and daring scam! What you are really getting with that new mortgage is nothing more than numbers on a computer screen. They, in turn, in fair exchange, are getting the lions share of your lifes work.
As it says in the good book, "the borrower is servant to the lender". Maybe we, and our governments should think twice about the promises to repay we are constantly making to the wolves in suits. And maybe, we should all work at restraining the insane spending levels of our elected officials. I fear most of us won't bother. But remember, there is no wall so solid as the truth and as I have learned in my own short life, it really hurts when you slam into that thing!