Monday, January 25, 2016

Really new economic thinking from ...The Institute for New Economic Thinking aka Dog Turd Ideals

Boy O Boy do I get a kick out of reading economic dog shit.

I waded through this file of dog shit very slowly because one slip might be fatal. Please follow me slowly.

Some banks failed in 1929. Some survived, crippled but still operating. In 1933, President Roosevelt, by proclamation, shut all the banks for a week, the famous in infamous Bank Holiday of March 4 -12, 1933.

Roosevelt, President less than 48 hours, acted to save gold and silver reserves and some other minor things. But, crippled banks didn't have enough cash to repay deposits, lost most or all capital, and remaining assets had little market value. So here's what was done.

Bank assets were re-valued. Instead of current market value; and in 1933 bank 'assets' were pretty much vault doors, adding machines, buildings; we puffed up assets to 'historic values.'

Imagine it this way. You bought a car 6 years ago and paid $30,000 for it. Today, you can't sell it for $10,000. But,your government says don't worry. We'll wave our magic wand and Poof! Your car is worth $30,000 again. Now quick, sell it before anyone catches on to the magic!

That's how we saved banking back in the Depression. A change in accounting. Pretty much dog shit, eh?

But, in reading this story, the Institute for New Economic Thinking wants us to try this magic again. Here's the last paragraph of the article.

The result "was that we had a financial system that was fully cleansed of its rot and the stage was set for a period of comparative financial stability in the decades ahead."

Comparative financial stability ... In 1933, we turned balance sheets into smoke and mirrors. And, the New Economic Thinking, today's dog turd idea, we should do this again.

Why in the hell does anyone want to do this? Well, they must own some 'assets' at market values. And, they want to sell them. Really, really want to sell them. For a profit. To some rubes.

How's that for new economic thinking?

Thursday, January 21, 2016

SETI closes its doors saying, All intelligent Alien life died

In other news, all alien life on others planets have died leaving us the last earth. SETI announced in a press conference this evening.

"If there were any intelligent life forms existing in the galaxy, they would have found us and saved us from Donald Trump. Sadly, this is the ultimate truth of alien life. They died. We are all that's left. Now we go home and watch reruns of Gilligan’s Island."

We are now the oldest form and the youngest form of life in the universe. Best we join Gilligan in isolation.

Monday, January 18, 2016

Russians in first place!

At least 73 Russians visited my blog during the past 7 days!

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Visit to the dermatologist

Went to the dermatologist this morning. Their staff needs some retraining. First thing they said to me was just stupid.

"Mr. Parker, why are you here today?"

Really... "I'm here to see my dermatologist."

"Ah ... who is your dermatologist?"

"The same one I saw last time! Little fellow. Wears these little green pajama like clothes. Walks around with a nurse following him."

It got worse. The nurse gets me in the room and asks me if I need to take off my pants and shirt for the exam.

"Well, isn't that up to the Doctor?"

"Ah, well ... you don't have to take off your pants if nothing is going on below the waist."

"Look, I'm 60 years old but there's plenty still going on below the waist. You'll just have to trust me on this."

Mean nurse. She made a long note in the chart about that.

The dermatologist came in and asked me, "How's your New Year going?"

I told him things weren't going so good. My dentist died. It wasn't that I bit her and she died. It was the infection that got her.

"I went to the funeral to comfort the family and to really let them know it won't ever happen again." He seemed real pleased with my Christian attitude. Even said a couple Oh Jesus and Oh Gods.

"Mr. Parker, do you have any concerns about your skin?"

"Well, my skin itches at night. I've been thinking it's my pajamas. You know, I come home from work, take a shower, and get all the work dirt off. Then, I put on my pajamas.

"But, my wife doesn't understand why I take off my pajamas when I go to bed.

"She even asked me what would I do without any pajamas on if someone knocked on the front door in the middle of the night.

So I told her, 'Hell, I'd just fire a warning shot through the door!'

"She's pretty stubborn and asked me what would happen if it were the police knocking the door and I fired a warning shot at them?

"OH Hell, honey. The police have never knocked when they come to visit me in the middle of the night." I worry about her mind and long term memory.

She got a little mad and shouted at me, "So what if the house caught on fire? Wouldn't you want to have some clothes on when the fire department gets here?"

"Honey, if I'm standing at the end of the driveway, my hair nice and neat, wearing pajama's and slippers, the house burning in the background, there's going to be one Hell of an arson investigation. Again."

"So doc, my wife says you've got to stop my itching at night skin problems or if you see my house on fire, I'll be the nude dude at the end of the driveway. Scratching an itch."



Thursday, January 7, 2016

The 2nd and well regulated militias and Kent State

There's a lot of talk about hating the government, gun control, and well regulated militias.

Wasn't there a time in your life when you stood against the government for one reason or another? Perhaps in peaceful protest, perhaps invading government buildings.

How did the well regulated militia respond to your unarmed protests?

Who can name the event in this picture and identify the four dead ...


Monday, January 4, 2016

Bomb the Bastards!

For those living in urban areas, some survivalist, racist, motherfuckers have invaded a federal birding area in Oregon. Seems the Obama and the federal government haven't been protecting the deep throated warbler.

Well, I had to make up an opening line equal to the insanity.

Real news story here.

So these cowboy asses have invaded a bird sanctuary to protest the many and numerous violations of my Constitutional rights. Yes, mine.

WTF? Mine. Yours, too.

Little did you know but the US government, and Obama, owns land. Lots of land. And, it won't let me, or you, walk our dogs on this wonderful land even if we promise to clean up the poop.

How does the government keep our doggies out? Fences? Armed guards? Walls?

Nope. The government refuses to build 4 lane restricted access highways with off ramps every four miles for McDonalds, Wendy's, and Waffle Houses.

So, these unarmed, innocent, naive men are sitting down for my right to poop on pristine land.

Well, if my dog can't poop on this pristine land, these men shouldn't be allowed to poop there either. How to run them out?

Waterbombs.



Drop a few loads of warm water on their cold weather clothes and let the sub freezing Oregon weather freeze them.

Friday, January 1, 2016

Australia by 2!

Readership numbers for the past week indicate that Australians have excellent reading skills.

Australian 43 and US 41!

Happy New Year!