Friday, October 17, 2008

The Plunger

I’m beginning to experience the fallout from this financial catastrophe for both me and my clients. For the first time since I started my business, “high end” clients are paying me with credit cards that are maxed out. I wake up in the middle of the night and start second guessing decisions made years ago about how to manage business, finances, etc. Funny thing, two years ago I was right. There were models I had always used. No longer.

I looked at some of my investments and note some have decreased in excess of 40%! I was never rich, never poor. Today, I am moving toward a condition where I look at frugality as a necessity for survival, rather than something with which less fortunate have dealt. The Bush Machine and his cronies have punked the world with a rusty stake, little ceremony and no lubricant. It reamed Europe, Asia, the mid-east and everyone it touched.

The Machine, functioning as the Grande Parent Placenta cemented his three banks, gave $850 billion to a tethered puppet for distribution. Working as Grand Pimp, this puppet doles out booty to bitches complicit in the dissolution of our entire financial infrastructure.

The first tier Bitches hire their stable of sub-whores to “resolve the financial issues of the day”. The Grand Pimp creates the perfect loop. They use the booty to purchase for themselves the residue of our former riches. In computer speak we call this a loop.

I don’t understand how anyone with simple cognitive capability cannot see and feel these thrusts as they are being reamed up the psyches of kneeling supplicants. If you refuse to see the curtain that reveals the brothel, the next thing you feel will be the plunger.

One of the earlier statements by the Machine regarding the bailout-cum-rescue was,”We need to get the money working now. We can look at regulating and controlling it later.

Funny thing, that! The first financial crisis was answered by a check in the amount of $300 for everyone, with the admonition, “Go out and spend it. Let’s get the economy rolling again.” The second crisis upped the ante to $600 with the same admonition. Now we were ready to go to the Big Show! Let’s give a gift of $850 billion to the major players who had lost it. The new subtext, “We’ll tell them we will use it to restore the economy. But, let’s just hold it a while.”

Rape always hurts.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Fly on the Wall


“Good job! We Got’em”
“Right where we wanted them . . .”
“They never saw it coming.”
“They saw it, but didn’t know what it was.”
“Like watching a kid doing a handstand on a basket ball.”
“Opps! Missed that landing! Ha! H!”
“Pick yourself up, son. “
“You can go at it again”
“But, we’ll keep this ball. Hahahahahah!”
“How did we do it?”
“You know the old saying. Keep ‘em barefoot, hungry, scared and pregnant and they’ll follow you to hell!
“You can’t talk like that today.”
“Just a metaphor”
“SHHHHHHHHHH! Quiet. He’s coming.”
“He’s speaking.”
“He looks good, don’t you think?"
"Yeah, he's got that look"
"That's ma' prez."

HE moves to the podium, pauses until the hushed silence. He speaks in a soft almost inaudible voice.

“I told you we could do it!”
“First, we we create plans and have them in place.”
“Then, we create subtle incremental victories.”
“These victories are measured and controlled by the management of fear indexes”
“For example, children should go to sleep worrying about things they never heard of nor understand”
“As we move toward our goals, anxiety becomes a part of the physical and psychological barometers by which we leverage our victories.”

A hand is raised to ask a question.

Q: “Sir, when or what was the first Victory.”
A: “The ground was laid several years before I arrived on the scene. All implementation plans were laid out. All we needed were the incremental Incidents.” The first Big One! The Hole in the Ground.

Long silence. Mutterings throughout the crowd

"What was the Hole in the Ground?!
“Was? Still is!
“Matter of fact, there were of two of them.”
“Oh! I get it.”

Q: “Mr. President. Exactly, where are we now”
A: “The last hand is being played even now. The surprise you heard of, expected, and doubted is here. Today their hands will fold. With one last full house, look at what we have accomplished.
We Privatized Social Security, education, health care, and highways
Cleaned out the treasury with a jackpot $700 billion dollars Golden Parachute
We managed it with no legal or private oversight
We passed legislation to protect Our Managers from any form of criminal culpability, and this protection is grandfathered to include any previous acts.
We made permanent the tax breaks that continue to stimulate the economy and created Three Banks that will manage our empire
We have shuttered descent by nationalizing the National Guard and sending them to fight terrorists abroad
We shut down avenues for dissemination of information that runs counter to our objectives
We then privatized the military and they can now be deployed anywhere in the world, either at home or abroad.
Recently we have deployed some of these good men to political rallies, voting places and other disruptive demonstrations that ran counter to our objectives.“

"I saw a picture of a building at the Los Angeles Times recently. It had a quote from Patrick Henry. He said, “Were it left to me to decide whether we should have a government without papers, or papers without a government, I would not hesitate a moment to prefer the latter.”

Mumblings heard from the crowd“Patrick Henry? Who’s He?”
“I donno”
“Jefferson! It was Thomas Jefferson who said that.”
“He rewrote it.”
"He didn't rewrite it, he just didn't remember it"

Chuckles from the crowd. President Continues.

I disagree with Patrick Henry. A great American but , , ,
“Huh, Huh, He’s doing it again.”
“So?”
“I believe, with most of the American people, that the press has been the enemy …”
“What’s this? Where is he going with this?”
Scattered applause heard throughout the gathering. The President raises his hand for quiet.
“We have a need to erect a monument to some of the brave men who are now guarding our borders, polling places, university campuses and retention centers throughout our great country. This quote from Patrick ….”
Shouted from the crowd
“Thomas Jefferson! You $$%^@head!

A commotion in the midst of the crown and a small huddle of uniformed soldiers are seen headed toward an exit. A hushed silence ensues.

“This quote from Patrick Henry! . . . From Patrick Henry!. . . It will be replaced by a monument to the Guardians of our Freedoms.”

A commotion in the midst of the crown and a small huddle of uniformed soldiers are seen headed toward an exit. A hushed silence ensues

“There is one last thing. Some of you might be aware that there was a clause inserted into a bill and signed by the House and the Senate during the period of the creation of the Patriots Act. It gives the President the power to declare a National Emergency. In such an event, he can suspend the constitution, declare Marshall Law, and suspend the powers of the Supreme Court as well as the Congress. The National Emergency will continue until The President, in his wisdom, determines that stability has been restored. “

“I was going to wait until October, but What the F(*_&$%$%! “
“If you'll pardon me, I have to go and . . . give some.”
“God bless you and god bless America! “

The President looks at the body of his followers and then tracks them to his left. He espies an insect crawling up the wall. Irritated, he points to a minion who immediately produces a can of mace and dispatches the fly with one sweep. As fumes drifted toward The President he turns, walking back down the red carpet.

Soto voce mutterings throughout the room

"What just happened?"
"Ah dunno! Whadda you think?"
“Did you see McCain on TV today.”
“No.”
“He might have had a little stroke”
"When’s October?"