Tuesday, September 23, 2008

This and that

I went through the whole day yesterday wearing a fabric softener sheet. I was thinking Serge had changed the detergent to a smellier brand, but saw when disrobing for the evening that the fabric sheet was stuck to my tummy. I'm only bringing this up because Monday wasn't all that scintillating. I suppose that could be said of much of our daily lives. The scintillating parts happen in little bursts and pops that draw our attention away from the mundane, the monotonous. Monday just amplifies it. Amplified monotony.

You remember the KD Lang song "Constant Craving"? Well it came up on the playlist on itunes on the weekend and Serge was singing along, "Con - Sti - Pay - Ted". That's really what he thought it was too, constipated. I'll never listen to that song in the same way again. Neither will you, I'd wager.

Watched an interesting film over the weekend. "Maxed Out" was rather prophetic considering recent financial collapses. It's so sad that the US has had to socialize mortgages. Oh wait, socialize bad mortgages. That's much better than socializing medicine. (this is reminding me of when serge called me sarcastic bastard the other night, tee hee) What's perplexing me is why the Americans have not gone into the streets protesting the new $2000 per citizen debt. Everybody just toes the line. I suppose we all believe that there really was no alternative and that we are all better off by taking on that debt. The powers that be have done just what they want, made the populace scared enough that they can do whatever they like. It reminds me of that movie Zeitgeist (zeitgeistmovie.com) in the third part where they quote some reserve bank guy who says something like, "He who controls the money supply has all the power. Heads of state are helpless before his power."

22 comments:

Mel said...

Serge, apparently, is not alone:

http://www.kissthisguy.com/695song-Constant-Craving.htm

Haven't seen "Maxed Out" yet, despite eyeing it on Netflix for a while. The problem is that your reserve bank guy is right. They own us, and a whole lot of innocent people would suffer a whole lot of hurt if we just let them fail.

As much as I'd like to think I could be self-sufficient if push came to shove, I'm pretty sure I'd be in a bad way if the economy collapsed, albeit likely a bit better than a lot of people.

Not that they should get to profit from a bailout. If We the People bail them out, then we should get a piece of the pie out of it. Privatizing profit and socializing loss is thievery, plain and simple.

Java said...

Yeah, what Mel said.

So the most interesting thing that happened to you on Monday was finding a fabric softener sheet stuck to your stomach? That's not entirely a bad thing. Are you familiar with the ancient curse? "May you live in interesting times." Nah, it sounds like Monday was a pretty good day for you.

Birdie said...

Thank you, Mel, for that website! Solved a mystery I've wondered about for years ("revved up like a deuce..."). You've managed somehow to turn even this innocent-appearing entry into a poop post. Pure Torn.

Perhaps most Americans, like me, feel completely powerless and stunned by what's happening in the world of finance. How do you stop it?

Mel said...

Oh, and thanks, birdie, for reminding me of a lyric I'd been meaning to submit. It's always sounded to me like "ripped up like a douche...."

And from the NYT this morning on the bailout:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/23/business/23skeptics.html

tornwordo said...

Ha! And I always thought it was Wrapped up like a dude!

Lemuel said...

Yes, I find it ironic that all those who pushed "enterprise in the private sector" and were opposed to any "social program" (medicine, education, assistance for the poor) are jumping all over the socialized support of fat cats - one who decried his suffering because he had to give up his private jet! The sheeple will never march in the street, they'll just bend over and squeal a bit.

"Just David!" said...

From what I understand, it's a debt that will be paid back by the banks and mortgage holders. I could be wrong.

"Constant Craving" will always be in my head as the song that made my dog howl everytime I sang along with it in the car. Betweem me and KD Lang, the poor little dog couldn't stand it.

Polt said...

Actaully, the debt per person is around $7000...and that's in addition to the debt person we were already saddled with over Bushie's record budget deficits.

If we elected McSame, then we deserve to go onto the ashheap of history.

But it's nice to know you can accesorize! Whoever would have thought to using a fabric softener sheet in that fashion. BRILLIANT! :)

HUGS..

Anonymous said...

The National debt is 37,000 dollars for each man, woman, and child in the U.S.
Those pesky Dryer Sheets love to play hide-and-seek in clothing.
I thought it was, "Wrapped up like a Douche and rolling in her thighs". ed

Roxrocks said...

This isn't the 60s anymore where people protested segregation, war and government. No, this is the 2000s where people just roll over and take it in the arse. The whole thing just smacks of battered housewife syndrome, or something.

V for Vendetta is what people should be watching!

I've heard of people putting dryer sheets in their closets to keep their clothes fresh, but putting them on their bellies? LOLs~

franck said...

An unusual itchy feeling didn't alert you to the sheet stuck to your paunch? Or is it always itchy?

Mark in DE said...

For years I thought the lyric in the song 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds' was "A girl with colitus goes by", instead of the actual lyric "A girl with keleidescope eyes", so I sympathize with Serge.

The mortgage banking situation here is a total mess, and as you stated, he who controls the money supply has all the power.

Mark :-)

travelling, but not in love said...

I love the fabric softener thing - that's so funny.

A few years ago my Mom came home from work feeling very woozy and lightheaded. She was quite poorly and had to go to bed. When she got undressed to get into bed she realised she'd had one of my fathers 'angina patches' stuck to her all day.

She'd been dosing up on the angina medicine....not great

Anonymous said...

Since we are doing screwed up lyrics: There's a bathroom on the right. Turns out that is supposed to be There's a Bad Moon on the rise. who knew? ed

A Lewis said...

you could really spice things up and wear that fabric sheet somewhere sassier.

Laverne said...

I thought it was "woke up like a deuce with a rumor in the night"

la pequena retard said...

From what I understand, that bailout is not a done-deal just yet. In fact, as more and more info comes to light, it is sounding more and more like it won't happen the way the rich bank CEO's want it too. If it has to be done, than I'm for doing it but ONLY with strict, tight regulations and limits on executive paychecks with NO BONUSES. Oy...I somehow feel that in a year I'll be living in a box on the street.

Greg said...

So, last week you were all "I'm fat", and now you're just walking around clad in dryer sheets? Glad you've made your peace with it all.

; ) I love how our brains play Madlibs with song lyrics we can't figure out, just dropping in random words that seem to sound right.

Doug said...

Long live the sarcastic bastard! ;)

Lightning Bug's Butt said...

I remember KD Lang. I don't know any of her songs. But I remember her.

Is she still making records?

Lightning Bug's Butt said...

I don't know what Poutine is, but I want some! Man, that's a tasty pic, below.

dirkmancuso said...

You're right -- I'll never hear that song without hearing "Con-Sti-Pay-Ted."

Thanks, Torn.