VILLAGE BUG OUT
Villages are the new future groupings. Well, the new, old, standard. Not suburban layouts. Not lone houses atop a mountain ( although they did have villages atop a mountain or two ). Nobody wants to go back to living in a village, probably because of class envy and small penis/large wallet syndrome. How are our Betters to show the little people how superior they are if they don’t dominate with their superior dwelling? It is all rather wearying to me, trying to restrain from firebombing rich humpers houses ( I’m kidding. The fleeting joy of stressing the rich is in no way comparable to the lifelong stress of me getting anally probed in prison ). Actually, it is wearying just trying to figure the rich out. Why must they act out? Show their inferiority complex? Act like spoiled rich kids ( or, the class kiss ass who started poor but will screw anybody to avoid staying that way ) who went on to become officers in the military, needing an institution to fill in the voids in their souls? Why can’t they just be happy with money, rather than using money for their dog and pony show ( hint: money isn’t the important thing, but rather their need to move up in monkey tribe rank )?
Here is the thing, at least to start. Class showmanship in the form of impractical housing can get you killed if you are not careful. And I don’t think that most people with money are all that careful. First, come a serious economic collapse, the real kind caused by energy decline, not the pussy weak ass one we are going through where some slip from middle class to lower and some get Food Stamps and more lose jobs, the rich will go from role models to the worker bees dreaming of not being crapped on one day to the scapegoats the suddenly justified anger of the classes just then realizing their dilemmas blossoms into. How can you get rich without seriously studying the possible negative consequences of that? I got a million bucks, I’d be less worried about growing it with investments than learning how to keep it from the greedy paws of others, and their using means fair or foul to thwart me. Secondly, Wherever you live now won’t be your permanent residence.
People have grown up and chained themselves with golden handcuffs to their sad and pathetic stress filled occupations and used their home as the excuse to hide the key from themselves. Oh, it’s an investment. Oh, this is where my family lives. No, Virginia, there is no real estate Santa Claus. You don’t suddenly wake up one morning to find a pile of equity under your tree. The folks in California played to that fantasy for a time, and it was seemingly true, but the underlying reality was far different. A half million dollars for an under insulated poor quality stick built house, in a bad neighborhood, in an area where water must be pumped over a mountain from hundreds of miles away, far from work necessitating a hate filled dangerous road rage demolition derby commute. That is a starter home, by the way. Was I off in a foreign land when everyone else’s wages doubled or tripled? Real estate presently is nothing more than a suckers money pit. It is the furthest thing from an investment.
An investment is placing money into a vehicle that earns you money in the future. Paying slightly less money in the future ( if you pay $300 in interest and $200 in property tax, $200 in principle and $100 in insurance, it is great you are going from $800 a month to $300, but you are still paying, and on a reduced retirement income, and that isn’t even factoring in increased costs for repairs since poor quality starts Day One ) for shelter is not an investment. You aren’t earning anything. You are just paying less. Granted, that is about as good as it gets for any of us anymore, but technically you can’t call it an investment. Yet, most home owners ACT like it is an investment. You want to actually invest in real estate, you own a trailer park and get free rent on your space AND you get an income every month. But, as I said, the investment myth persists because of poor choice justification. We desperately cling to the myth of Social Security to help with those retirement housing repair costs, and cling to the myth of Forever Fracking Oil to make ourselves believe that we’ll be justified in believing our retirement and housing myths.
Once you buy into the housing investment myth, you then desperately try to fit THAT in with survivalism. Which isn’t really possible, is it? Beyond simple natural disasters or FedGov One World Government Blue Helmet Invasion, any other collapse scenario isn’t compatible with all the above housing/career/retirement myths. That is one of the fundamental reasons behind the inability to accept Peak Oil. It would endanger the Justification Myths. I say, you screw up, you accept it and move on and do something different. Most folks won’t admit they made a bad decision. Some of those you can’t easily escape, such as a poor marriage where the children are being held hostage for future ransom payments due every two weeks. But why are you digging the hole deeper? Rule One when you find yourself in a rut or a hole. Stop Friggin Digging! So what if you spent twenty years on a mortgage in a declining area. Walk away. It was a poor spending choice, certainly it was NOT an investment. Same with a job. If a fat juicy retirement check isn’t on the end of it, why are you still there ( notwithstanding the Retirement Myth argument )?
You can’t even discern the vague outlines of the future, let alone anything with clarity, if you are so hung up on your personal myths that their brilliance blinds you to anything else. We continue tomorrow.
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