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May 12, 2009


All this money talk makes my head hurt. Glad I've got Plan B for the homestead to fall back on if we ever end up on the street: become a family of traveling acrobats, an untapped market.

Or would it curb borrowers' ability to reconfigure their debt through bankruptcy protection, and empower the financiers' with massive injections of capital to, what, cook the books? Pad their bottom line? Skim a few billion off the till in executive bonuses?

Yep. Rug-peers did not do this.

You hit it exactly...in post-modern capitalism, money must orbit the globe at an increasing velocity...when it stops...so does everything...

So get out there and spend in order to save our precious way of life!!!!

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