"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
RANDOM THOUGHT: TECH DELUSIONS/ILLUSIONS hollywood tech fantasies and reality, would you ever get on a Boeing plane again? Yes, you get the fancy PR bits … but what is actually down the road?
What do they say in Saudi Arabia:
“My grandfather rode a camel, I drive a Mercedes, my grandson will ride a camel.”
“I remember telling people the internet would be mainly used to control people, and they laughed at me.” – Dr. Freckles
“I’m not a bear or a bull, I’m a realist.” – Dr. Freckles
Jerome Powell:
“Hate is the fuer-gurgen that fills the heart with steel.” – Dr. Freckles
Hate is the hag-meister that churns the yeti soul and burns the bride of the world …
Hate is the GUSTO SAUCE of total understanding where sticky blood glows and the nigh bows to sin …
Hate is the bowel bride, no longer seeking after that lost knightly frost lord, but wanting the swamp giddies and the long eyed gendiz-men …
“The US economy isn’t really a ‘free market’: it’s a network of linked and crooked casinos, the games at each casino might be sort of honest, but the linkages are corrupt as hell.” – Dr. Freckles
It’s not that traditional tools for financial analysis don’t work – they do: but if you disregard the crony nature of how things work, you are unlikely to make wise bets.
The TINA/FOMO BTFD folks were right all those years, and the rest of us screaming “bloody murder” were wrong – principles be damned, the death star economy is not about principles.
“It’s all make believe money, till someone expects to be paid.” – Dr. Freckles
… and related derivatives products …
(what if the total were in the quadrillions)
Link: https://www.investopedia.com/ask/answers/052715/how-big-derivatives-market.asp
On the streets, people are forced to walk knee deep in poop water …
On the streets, the old people drown in shark urine and pear wine …
On the streets …
Most people have to hunt blown flesh enchilada sauce and viscera souffle as the AK-47’s wail and hum their song of splendor in the great beyond. Our cow pie selfies permit no new encouragement, and the tourist gliders pick up their kale juice from the barber and his whore.
On the streets:
“Shortwave: every radio is special, and that’s for reasons that suck.” – Dr. Freckles
