Jacobs Spring

Believe me, I used to believe the religious type were very dangerous, but now I need their vote, so “my friends”, now, in this time of fundamental assaults on the American Way of life, now is not the time to question my lack of economic, domestic, or religious knowledge: knowledge and wisdom matter little when there is so much evil in the world! Believe me “my friends”, I have looked into the eyes of Putin and saw only KGB, and this evil must be destroyed! “My friends” the evil Russians threaten everything we stand for, and bin-laden is still on the loose, and I, only I “my friends”, know how to catch and kill him, but I will not tell you how unless you elect me first.

“My friends” it is time to put country before politics as usual, that is why I picked Sarah Palin as my VP b/c she can see Russia from Alaska and her foreign policy credentials rival perhaps even my own, and while I know we must not suffer witches to live, “my friends”, that is only religious gobbledygook, and I need this witch to win b/c she provides the perfect ointment to apply to the wounds of people who take their religion seriously; and anyway, we have all seen Palin exorcised of her witchy ways by that esteemed black witch doctor pastor Muthee. See “my friends” she even wears an Israeli flag pin from time to time, and isn’t she just so pretty anyway (if you saw her beauty pageant video you know what I mean!!!) and I know ya’all joe sixpacks know what I mean ;) ;).

Gosh darn “my friends” we simply cannot let those Georgetown cocktail partygoers ruin this country even more than they already have; I mean look at this financial crisis those doughfaced liberals have unleashed upon this nation. “My friends” we will also end the greed and corruption that made those money-grubbing Wall Street speculating jerks, who have colluded with those evil democrats, so rich at our expense. For the past thirty years I allowed this evil greed to flourish, but now “my friends”, to coin an Obama, “enough”! Charles Keating has even volunteered to come out of retirement to help me eradicate this evil that pollutes the halls of Washington D.C. and Wall Street.

“My friends”, “my friends”, we cannot allow “that one” to smooth talk his way to our white house ;) ;)! Hockey moms of the world unite and let us destroy the evil in our midst as well as over there, in Iraq, and Afghanistan, and North Korea, and Iran, and Russia, and . . .

“My friends” now is not the time for universal health care, only privileged socialists like me get taxpayer funded health care our entire lives. We must fight, “my friends”, fight, because we can not afford the Marxist programs of those evil democrats, so after I buy up all of those bankrupt loans, “my friends”, we shall go to war, because only war can stimulate our economy, while it also promotes industry . . .

“My friends” bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb Iran, bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb Pakistan, come on “my friends” sing with me just insert your country of choice!

My admiral daddy and granddaddy said honor and glory comes from war only, so I vow “my friends” to wage wars for a hundred years and beyond: make war not peace “my friends” ;) ;)

A clever thief steals from you right in front of you, if they are real “good” thieves they will have you believing it is for your own good, if they are the best they have millions of well-armed thugs ready to kill you so it doesn’t matter what you think.

Alas, when you bail out a band of thieves they need to steal from somebody to pay you back, in this case, this band of thieves will simply rob us, again, charging us interest even, again, as they even plunder other nations resources at the same time! Tis a lose lose proposition for us, and an overwhelming victory for the rich.

We just got robbed, the biggest heist in history, aye, wrapped in patriotism even,

and there is not a thing we can do about it . . .

That money would “trickle-down” from the rich to middle-class,

and even lesser fortunate others.

Defies the very meaning of capitalism.

Which of course is pure idiocy.

Somebody builds a computer, or search engine,

profits, spends to profit further,

certainly creates jobs,

and either makes it or not.

Middleman prospectors for people with money,

along with insurance salespersons and lawyers,

claiming to insure people from debt gone bad,

while they make money in market investments

go bankrupt and we pay them:

(purportedly for our own good even!)

Is that not the very definition of “bad business!”

The “for our own good even” spiting “ethics.”

Greed with a grin.

The Joker handsomely without makeup in a suit.

If the big guys through whom “local” big guys make money,

lose their money, then the “local” big guys go bad,

and “local” bad big guys means nobody has work,

therefore nobody, us that is, gives the big guys money:

money we don’t actually ever have, money that was ours,

settles other peoples debt, we are forcibly loaned bad loans

with interest . . ., in order that we may live . . .

You gotta be kidding me!

Somebody gambled and lost their money and we pay them!!!

That is funny. Too bad we had to pay for the laugh.

Paying to live (or living to pay), paying in interacting,

and paying for enjoyment.

The cruel joke of an invisible hand.

Wow. Capitalism. I got it.

We are hopelessly self-interested people,

bring out the bread and circuses,

and voting booths with political talk shows,

as long as the zeitgeist of consumer intent ever simmers.

We are all Moabites now,

gambling our childrens’ future on Wall Street,

like a drunken man sleeping with conniving daughters:

because deep down we could not overcome our individual

intents.

Coupled with our greed writ large in board(war)-room governments.

Only disaster can occur!

Only one answer is the cure.

Eliminating the middle-persons in life

will rid ourselves of the bankruptcy of capitalism.

(To be continued)!

It is an interesting parallel that Jewish people

are seen as the “middle-persons” of life.

They have been and are powerful bankers,

scientists, statesmen, Hollywood directors and performers,

Abraham, Moses, Maimonides, Paul,

Many believe a Jew is the bridge to our salvation!

One cannot get more middleman than that! Amen!

A bridge we have collectively failed bearing to cross.

We do not need middlepersons in our lives, this separates,

this simply divides: we need to resolve with one intent — life.

We need to quit building bridges to nowhere

that ideally stimulate human industry,

and instead cross the bridge together

that leads to for all a better life. Divinity in humanity.

A house divided cannot stand.

Three against two, two against three,

thousand(s), million(s), billions(s),

it is time to mend the house of Abraham and Lot.

Since we have outgrew our hunting-gathering villages,

we have outgrew face-to-face relations,

We now need lenders, contractors, insurance, and lawyers,

bridging gaps between production and the laborers.

Instead of working together, we work in groups or alone.

For a price, for a profit, our time together is spent.

Nowhere to call home except that which we bought with money.

Our interpersonal relations are as bankrupt,

as the money that guides them.

Helping for a fee, cosmetic surgery,

“smart” glasses, ten thousand dollar diamond wedding rings:

vanity.

Seven billion people divided,

divided by tribe, by nation, by social rank;

when we cross the bridge of life,

there will be neither Jew nor Gentile,

no rich nor poor, no us and no them:

there will only be humanity with one intent!

An intent that will take all the money in the world to buy:

Life.

The only middleman we ever needed we killed,

the gift he brought no amount of money could ever buy.

It is time we resurrected this man in our lives,

accepting Christ as Savior in action not simply in words.

I plant the wheat here in Washington, Keith helps me harvest,

Richard maps out transportation, Yogi-One ensures quality,

Ruth facilitates distribution, Char4 delivers goods to homes:

not one of us needs a dime, and your child’s tummy is full.

We wake up in the morning without a middleman amongst us,

because we have finally realized we are all in this together.

Eliminating the middle-persons ensures our collective survival:

this man against the other and a third person paid arbiter,

relics of a broken home — a divided house that did not long last.

In One house the children pay not the father and mother.

No middle-person is needed between mother and child,

nobody is labeled Gentile or Jew, Georgian or Russian,

Hindu or Mormon, conservative or liberal: we are One.

One big family. The profit is love. The rest is just details!

peace