Re: The bailout...

[msfledermaus]

I'm still trying to get my head around the whole 700 trillion bailout.

To me, it seems a lot like your snotty older brother, who beats you up and takes your lunch money weekly, complaining to Dad that he needs more money because he crashed up the family car...and that it needs to be taken out of your babysitting money. Dad, of course, doesn't see a problem with this because the older brother is the favorite kid, anyway...


...This is the gist of it, after you boil down all the blathering, yes? Pathetic...

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[daruba.livejournal.com]

pretty much..

but the twist is that, say, the youngest brother, the one who's just sort of working and not paying any attention to it all, and not trying to secure a loan when they actually have have no credit like the middle brother.. he's the one Dad is also worried about.

Well, if most of the financial institutions go bankrupt, the Dad will notice that the middle and younger brother are no longer busy, no longer distracted with 40+ hours a week of bullshit, and possibly doing drugs and throwing rocks through starbucks and then flipping cars and burning them and then finally bombing buildings and shit. Not good for Dad's idea of a peaceful state.

So it's win win for Dad. He get's to keep older brother happy, and he gets to keep younger brother distracted. Sort of, as long as youngest brother is more concerned with security and all his stuff than he is with, say, changing things.

But in this case, I think youngest brother is wondering why there's all this stuff going on, and that's just dangerous for Dad.

[daruba.livejournal.com]

700 trillion though, is like an amount of money i can't even fantasize about...

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

Sounds like my sister. She spends money like there's no tomorrow and Dad keeps helping her out.

[qqthxnvkhfuuzza.livejournal.com]

It's similar to the illustration Rachel Maddow gave on her show a couple nights ago. She compared money to Halloween candy, on a Halloween night when you have to hire a sitter for your six-year-old. Only you hire a seven-year-old to be your babysitter, and she of course has priorities different from yours about candy. Then when you get home, and your six-year-old has vomited all over the carpet after binging on all the candy, the seven-year-old babysitter you hired (Paulson) gives you her sober assessment: "You know what your problem is is you're out of candy."

Which I guess can be made more accurate only by adding that your six-year-old got on the Internet and borrowed even more candy from her friends and random strangers, and the amount of candy she's promised to pay back now exceeds the amount of candy that exists in the world.