Friday, July 6, 2012

8.2% Big Oils PObama



STILL 8.2% 


Unemployment is again 8.2%. May-June-same, yuck...Spain would kill for that number, where the 20's run yellow and red. But the USA isn't some Spain or any place else come to think of it. Better than every other place on Earth, so Yanks are told, 8.2% out-of-work is an ignominious tally. Ha-ha, like that number is REAL. What with those off the ranks, the ones who have given up and the generally poor record keeping... the number could be anything give or take 2% either way.

Markets here, there in Spain and everywhere are going to take a lickin'. People and nations will be worth less and less. After all, "valuations" are only as good as you think they are. Sadly the confidence of nations is counterclockwise flushing down the toilets. Too bad for the retirees, who have lost the value of their savings and worse yet, have no where to go to get a decent rate of return. Fucke 'em!


There is no reason to retire. Unless of course, retire means the cessation of sucking up food, heat and other resources. G. Glymonds says a person should be responsible to look after themselves one way or the other. Medicare and Social Security are the apple's worm. Rather than retire, those who decide to cut off their source of income, vis-a-vis quitting their jobs, should have enough stashed away to last them to the final exhalation. Whew! Alternatively, non-earners need another person to pick up their costs... well positioned spouses, friends, family, etc. Yeah, if somebody will pick up the tab for this and that, then go ahead retire... in comfort.

"Fucke 'em", says Gwynn G. Once the old and not so old throw in the towel they become parasites unless they are packing cash. Not adding anything much to the progress of the society, both rich and poor codgers sit around, weather channel and worry about shitting and pissing. And they wait for the death sentence. Oh, and they read about others, like them, who have passed. Obituary chatter is always a winner, making the readers victors. But it must be kept in mind, that retirees believe that they have earned the privilege.


PObama is running mouth, claiming no quick fixes for the 8.2%, blaming the Congress for failing to move on his jobs bill, worrying about his chance for another four years. He wants to do it over, lead the country into mediocrity for another term and ho-hum. A cool guy, smooth and well intentioned, he just can't throw the major league fastball. Peter Principled... But being the President is a tough job. Talking too much does not work. Too bad he hasn't yet learned that silence is golden.

No jobs.... Well perhaps the view needs adjustment. Say there is no work to create jobs. OK, no work! Then think.... what is the biggest loser endeavor in the USA? Oh c'mon, it's energy. The dollar drain paying Canada and Mexico and Venezuela and Nigeria and the Middle East and OPEC for oil is stupendous. Get it? Stupendous! So why can't PObama develop a national energy policy where the USA uses its loads of natural gas, expands its development of its oil resources and concurrently structures cleaner and better alternatives? The question is so fundamental, it begs asking.


Big Oil is the answer. The powers that control the USA (Big Oil) have no interest in anything to do with energy development. Would you if you were in power and making gobs of money? Hah! In reality what can mortals like PObama or Mitt Romney or any of them really do? Not much. The seat of power is not part of the democratic process. Even 43 defined the "crack pipe" addiction on oil and he could do nothing about it! And he is an oil man, sore to speak. An oil man, indeed!


So here we sit on a day when the temperatures in the country are high enough to fry eggs on sidewalks, coast to coast. Global warming... nah. Energy demands will be excessive today. Maybe some rolling blackouts, maybe brownouts, maybe... Gwynn Glymonds turns 65 next month. Eligible for Medicare, he is cashing in his chits to get his share. He is sweating down to his ass crack waiting to see a Medicare advisor. He doesn't know it yet, but he is going to be retiring soon as well. His mailbox has a pink surprise awaiting him. The plant is closing. Nobody buys American any more. Fucke him. Fucke 'em. Fucke you. Fucke me.


Che cozza!

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