This is from the Big Island. The natives seem restless.
“Democracy in a free market capitalistic society today only exists in the imaginations of sleep-walkers in the American Dream. The idea of honest, hard work being suitably rewarded has become a mind-numbing slogan that is now just beginning to wear off in the minds of some Americans.
While Americans were working and playing hard, our representational democracy has evolved into a political system that has been completely and utterly bought by the moneyed interests, and is now a protection racket for their accumulation of wealth and advantageous positions of power and influence. We live in a land where untaxed off-shored wealth is ignored, and the whole tax system has been customized to suit their personal needs.
We live in a fictitious land where multi-national corporations are legally given Frankenstein-like status as a red-blooded American, and their money has become their vocal chords. Politicians, while posturing that they are working for the people, are nothing but lobbyists for the rich, which most of them are, or assured to be upon leaving office to be rewarded with speaking fees, or think tank positions by their powerful benefactors.
This unreal, and unjust dream-land is kept alive by obscuring smoke and brightly lit mirrors of the mass media that is completely controlled by a relatively few corporate interests. Combined with idealized statistics provided by the government we have been lulled into an illusion that is both numbing and dumbing. To realize there is even a problem, attention spans must be able to last for longer than a 60 second advertisement.
The hard rock reality of the great American experiment is being felt by most everyone with a wallet or purse. The financial system is run by the un-Federal Reserve Banks. The privately owned US Central Bank gives money which they make out of thin air to the boys who run the biggest Banks for less than .25%. As the statistics reveal, this money rarely goes far from the hands of the rich. Their fingers grasp this money so tightly that the so called trickle is now a mere tiny dribble that seeps slowly to those below.
The US dollar is a fiat money con-game sustained by the illusion of American exceptionalism. This confidence in America as a moral force for good has been destroyed by its self-serving hypocrisy, its torture, the poor performance of its political drama queens, and endless wars without end. But things are changing. No longer can the US declare an economic embargo that brings countries to their knees, especially since the US itself is up to it’s myopic third eye in debt.
I believe the problem that we will be facing soon enough is not the economic imbalance of the rich and poor in this country. This unequal lopsidedness can be maintained for many years, especially with a militarized police force.
The real problem is those beyond the reach of the system like Russia and China and the rest of the BRICS. When they decide that they have had enough of our self-serving antics, and renounce the US dollar as the world currency, then folks, that’s when we have a problem.
Until then nothing changes, since most members of our society can’t even remember there is problem or what caused it.
Think it through. When the fed channels hundreds of billions in counterfeit money annually to it’s cronies, basically for free, who do you think buys all the global monopoly stocks? Every year graduates another crop of b – school idiots with the mantra ‘corporations only responsibility is to make money for their shareholders’ tattooed on the inside of their eyelids. They don’t ever think about who those shareholders increasingly are, and how they got there. Grand theft banksta, and they are going for the whole thing.
I agree with the fella from the island. Succeed
Jason Momoa (Khal Drogo) would make a great angry Hawaiian.
And believe it or not, I used to work with his mom. She was part of my regular lunch crowd. I met him once, back in his Baywatch days, and he was very nice (being an Iowa boy) and not nearly so big and scary! Back then he looked more like a basketball player, being quite tall, but with short hair.
His mom is a riot. We went over to her house one time, and she had a shih-tzu and a weimaraner. She started howling at them, and they howled back! The grey ghost in a big, deep rumble and “Mooshu” in a high-pitched yippy noise. I nearly peed my pants laughing. I didn’t even know Jason was going to get super-famous back then. I just thought his mom was the funniest lady I had met in years. I’ll bet she don’t have to worry about money no mo.
(Done bragging now.)
Here we go with more democracy worship. The first sight of praise for democracy is the instant one should stop reading the article.