OH-KAY!
Seems old Jonny Boy has mislaid a couple of bucks of someone else's money. Okay, a couple of billion bucks then. Picky, picky. Must be a product of his senatorial experience; Congress has been losing other people's money by the billions for years. Similarly, most congresscritters don't know where the money has gone either. In fact most congresscritters don't even know where they have voted to piss away their stolen lucre, other of course than what pork they have injected themselves. You know, down the bottom of page 1247 of that bill that has nothing to do with a million dollar turtle crossing in their district or an open purchase order for the usurper's current favorite campaign finance bundler? Yeah, right there in plain obfuscatory legislatese with reference to at least three other obscure paragraphs of US Code. That's the one. The one "we have to pass so we can find out what's in it(?)".
Apparently Jon Corzine, veteran of Senatorial privilege, is going to get a pass similar to the one afforded the Miscegenational Marxist Kenyan Pretender usurping the Oval Office. I suspect he will be rotated right back into some other overpaid federal revolving door position by the middle of next week. Gives new meaning to the expression, "Don't let the door hit you in the ass," doesn't it? Can't blame the guy (other than for his dire need of tonsorial attention), after all don't all congresscritters trade on inside information? How else is one to save a million bucks on a measly $175,000 a year pay check? Some habits are harder to break than others. Besides, stealing other people's money is another congressional tradition, as is kissing ugly babies and potential voters below the belt.
Meanwhile the Chicago Mercantile Exchange abandons their fiduciary responsibility by freezing the victims out of their accounts. Seems they can't figure where all the money is gone either and the prospect of making the victims whole again, which is,after all, their raison d'etre, is just a teensy weensy too scary for their stockholders to consider. Better that the whole futures trading paradigm should collapse than that said stockholders should lose a nickle. A nickle that governmental financial shenanigans has made the worth of the US dollar.
But where does that leave us, the teeny tiny red-neck, mouth-breathing, slack-jawed proles in the flyover states? Stocking up, baby, stocking up. As the thousand dollar suits in Congress and on "The Street" scurry like so many cucarachas attempting to escape the illumination of truth, you can bet your eight hundred dollar Gucci Boots that those of us paying attention are stocking up on farmland, food, fuel and firepower; a new meaning for 4F. Along with investing in the REAL precious metals, brass and lead.
Real live usable stuff. Along with God, guts and guns; 3G long before Verizon ever thought of it.
As for the residents of the yuppie "burbs" and high rise city anthills, if you haven't got a hidey-hole in the "sticks" and concomitant skills to survive there you are dead when the economy falls the rest of the way into the tank. So long;we'll miss you.
Unless you try to come out here and appropriate our stuff, at which point we'll hit you. From fifty yards away. Between the eyes.
