money matters

MONEY MATTERS

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Today as I write is July Forth, a holiday of greatly diminished importance the less and less free we become ( you cheese dinguses want to pretend you are in the Land Of The Free when you can be held indefinitely without charges?  Hump you very much you retards.  “Love it or leave it”?  So, you love Jack Booted Thugs?  ), although you won’t be reading this for two weeks, and as I was taking my daily bicycle ride through the lower town to both get my cardio exercise and to get out of the house to avoid cabin fever, plus to check the mail, I could scarcely believe my eyes.  Traffic was at the usual “asswhore on my road”, “move back to California you vicious dingus”, “where in all that is just and good and holy do all these crooked dog members come from?” levels.  It wasn’t small penis/big Tonka truck we’re going muddin or off roadin recreational vehicle traffic, either, but just the regular driving around.  To give you a better picture here, Upper town is the new buildings they put at the new Interstate off ramps, full of touristos and long haul drivers stopping to stretch their legs and fill their colon packed intestinal worm festering guts with beef flavored sawdust from McDonalds, whereas Lower town is the old main drag which used to be the old cross country highway.  You always expect more traffic by the Interstate, so if the lower part is packed you know something different is going on.

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It wasn’t a parade getting ready, and it wasn’t the mines changing shifts.  It couldn’t be regular workers as pretty much everything is closed today except retail.  I don’t know, is taking the family to breakfast a regular holiday tradition?  Or is it just the regular daily latte powered Yuppie Scum darting around in frantic desperation trying to shop until they drop?  I think that is it exactly.  Nobody is really buying anything that is worth two shakes of a leg from an incontinent Depends wearer, the quality of everything from sit down meals to aforementioned off road vehicles a sad and pathetic spectacle.  Why are they in such a hurry ( and they are in a hurry, all the time.  Even on a holiday at 7am I must drive defensively as on 25mph roads the danger is ever present-what a complete reversal of the sleepy little burg I moved to ) so as to buy complete crap?  I understand the quality of citizen here has declined markedly.  Sadly, the place was always packed far tighter butt hole to elbows with California Yuppie transplants than it ever was farmers and ranchers, but when the population suddenly surged 25-30% in one year it was from retards.  Not your average run of the mill retard, they are everywhere, but retards that gave no thought to research the financial or employment status of the mines and blindly moved out here.  And they are all on the roads aimlessly wandering around all day, seemingly spending their welfare bennies as few businesses are hiring or have been for some time.

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Just as whole geographical areas of the country only see economic activity due to fedgov handouts, I don’t doubt that our little town does also.  Not to a large extent, but you can’t move here and find much work.  The retail positions seem to be filled with immigrants on a waiting list as no one has any help wanted ads out.  The number three mine here just suspended safety bonuses, a good twenty percent of the average monthly take home, and you never hear of any of them with an open position.  For goodness sakes, there was an apartment with a billboard ad, the rental sector has taken such a huge hit ( there are even RV space vacancies.  Unheard of, for years and years ).  Now, don’t get me wrong, while unduly drug out way past my comfort zone, at least the local economy is finally contracting which is good.  It is still possible I’ll see a huge population cut prior to the final waterfall collapse, which is about the only way this location is a viable retreat area ( too few resources-limited water and completely sterile soil ).

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But why the doubling of retail space and the day long traffic?  Okay, I got it, the new retards brought in government money, and it must have been a lot since the mines have been slowly cutting back for years ( if you follow my link suggestions you know about the global gold sector and its problems ), but is there something else afoot?  I don’t want to claim this is a repeat of the 1970’s and ‘80’s, when inflation was such a concern everybody wanted to get rid of their cash instantly.  The younger generation have no clue about that and wouldn’t be emulating that behavior.  Besides, if the survival food industry is in trouble from lack of sales, that not only speaks of the populations buying power, it speaks of the unawareness of any potential problems in the general population ( granted, the fact is that the government learned from the social unrest of the Sixties and Seventies and pacifies all with its payola schemes, and fake money from Uncle Sam does mask social ills ).  I hope you noted that, however, as it is an indicator.  The ‘70’s saw huge economic issues, and the survival industry flourished.  It was a growth industry.  Today, that industry is in sharp decline.  That tells me this decline is far worse than that decline.

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I think what we are seeing is quite simple.  Remember those crowded rat experiments?  The food supply was inexhaustible until overcrowding took place, then human like social behavior was observed, from homosexuality, gang rape and cannibalism.  They just went batcrap crazy from overpopulation.  And I think that is what we are seeing in a lot of irrational behavior.  Everyone is being well fed, even if it is nutritionless,  and the government is delivering all the food pellets for free, so crowding with its psychological connotations is a likely answer here.  Why else the mad rush to buy meaningless trinkets?  There is no value in them, another trashy sprinkles coated gee-gaw you marvel in for a short time then toss it in the corner with the others.  You are much smarter with your money, I trust.  In matters of money, money matters, but in the end money doesn’t matter at all.  It is just a tool to use to transition yourself to the time that money is no longer a tool.  You need to invest it, but then you need to forget about it.  And I know this is easier said than done.  Money, at least in our current culture ( but probably since money was available since it has such a sad history ), is a tool we never really master until we shed its hypnotic Siren call.

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Long ago I learned to do with far less money, but when you are frugal with your money it does take on an even sterner ownership.  You are constantly thinking about and watching it.  Pondering how to spend less.  You are more of its master but it has an even stronger hold on you at the same time.  Once I got completely out of debt, no more land payment and no more child support, I still worried about money as I went whole hog on preps for three straight years.  Then I spent the next two stressing about pumping up my savings as I worried about unemployment.  I can say that the last fifteen years have been great money wise, as I wasted nary a cent, but I can’t claim they were “money worry free”.  That didn’t happen until just now when I finally reduced my wants and needs to almost nothing.  Food, energy, taxes and just enough expenses to keep my vast publishing empire afloat.  It is wonderful, not wanting or needing to spend money.  Other than watching the food on sale, I don’t need to go out and buy anything ( which includes online sales ).  This reduces my worry about money to a minimum level of self-employed increased work ethic for bare bones survival.

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My biggest worry recently?  I was trying to figure out how to introduce another basic commodity to my diet, besides wheat.  Not only does it save money as I fill up on healthy and cheap peasant food, it is a writing article subject ( I shan’t tell you more for fear of shortening tomorrows article, but I’m trying for a fake tofu ).  A two-fer.  But it wasn’t an unhealthy compulsive focus on money.  It had rather reduced itself to a hobby level of concern.  I have finally achieved the independence to lower my concern for money to about as low as possible and still stay functional ( I don’t believe it is realistic to go below that, such as a guy squatting on public land and trash picking his food.  The minion who gave us a link to the guy refusing Social Security and squatting in an open camp bed, you know who I’m talking about.  The discussion was the ethics of accepting federal money, which both of us agreed was a non-issue.  You take what they offer while it is available since the system is screwed now even if zero checks were sent out.  Just like Gore Warming, in theory, has a feedback loop already inserted and zero emissions today on can’t stop it, if the fedgov budget saw no welfare payments the interest payments alone takes us past bankruptcy ).

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I don’t know if my fears are dysfunctional or well founded, but just as I worry about Jaws eating me past knee deep ocean level, I also worry about sleeping in any unsecured location seeing some pervert boning me in the ass.  Not a big fan of sodomy, with either gender, catcher or pitcher.  Like LSD, it was okay to experiment with but not something you want to do regular ( and I’m talking with the wife, you homo’s ).  You squat on public land in a tent or similar, I could never sleep soundly.  Far better to work the period needed to afford land and save up for taxes.  And trash picking food?  With 2k calories a day in wheat a mere 29 cents, why would you play food poisoning Roulette?  When you completely divorce yourself from the money economy you reverse the 80/20 Rule, giving up 80% of the benefits you could have had for 20% of the cost.  That isn’t even smart, as you are NOT independent from money but dependent of society continuing to provide you a surplus.  Right now, all the fast food and grocery stores are playing the Food Waste To Wealth game, due to competition.  Close a few major chains due to consumer contraction and suddenly you won’t see overflowing shelves or food under the heat lamp to save seconds.  There is a lot of waste that can be planned OUT of the system.  Then the surplus parasites will be without resources.

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Remember to mind your P’s and Q’s on money philosophically. 

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