Gerald Celente - the 2010 crash.
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The Health Care bill passes without ANY support from the republicans, and without popular support by the American Public. How does a largely unpopular bill pass without checks and balances? This bill was unpopular with 70% of the population.
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HEALTH CARE BILL PASSES HOUSE 219-212
Just minutes before 11 pm on the East Coast, the Democratic-controlled House passed the Senate health care bill by a 219 to 212 vote margin.
Democrats secured three more votes than the simple majority of 216 that they needed. Thirty-four Democrats voted "no"; Republicans were unanimous in their opposition to the legislation.
Just minutes before 11 pm on the East Coast, the Democratic-controlled House passed the Senate health care bill by a 219 to 212 vote margin.
Democrats secured three more votes than the simple majority of 216 that they needed. Thirty-four Democrats voted "no"; Republicans were unanimous in their opposition to the legislation.
Friday, March 19, 2010
The states of America as a Country divided by people full of indifference.
At the Front
As a young man clinging to the final years of my twenties, you would think that I have more to worry about than terrorism, political agendas, bankruptcy, or pandemics. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all bad... In fact, I recently bought a fixer-upper house so cheap that I feel like I stole it, and in a way, I did; the previous owner foreclosed on it. In the end, there was even some stimulus money thrown my way! Thanks America.
I found out from a neighbor that the previous owner had a heart condition, was dropped by his carrier, and took out a second mortgage to finance medical costs. With a home severely devalued in a “buyer’s market” the previous owner backed himself into a corner with an upside-down second mortgage. While he could have skipped medical attention and risked death, that would have been so un-American. After all, we’re not a third world country!
With so much negative equity and no job, the house simply wasn’t worth fighting to keep and I guess he just salvaged what he could of his life and walked away with his family intact. I should probably feel better for him; he managed to at least walk away with that much, because some of you couldn’t even salvage that after countless money-induced fights with your former spouse. Generations of Americans allowed this to happen, and I am sorry for your loss, in whatever billionth of a percentile I may fit in for my part on the downfall of your personal economy.
As I mentioned above, I’m a pretty normal 29 year old guy, with my head screwed on straight. I went to a University nestled in a small town, which was a polar opposite from my busy single-parent upbringing in the Metropolitan Detroit area. I did well in school, and bought a flashy sports car after I got my first real job, mostly as a reward to myself for my hard work. I happen to find personal goals and rewards to be an important part of a healthy lifestyle.
Granted, I’m thrifty, so while I had big 10 scores, I skipped a big 10 school, and opted for a used car that needed a timing belt replacement, which I knew upon receiving the keys. To put this in perspective and highlight my thriftiness (or stupidity), it involves about 8 hours of work for the pro’s, and having never worked on cars previously, I was far from a pro. Did I mention I bought a fixer-upper house, or that I have a boat in my garage that was a gift because the previous owner ran it into a rock so I’m repairing the fiberglass?
My life is one project after another, and sometimes, I’m not sure how my girlfriend / fiancé even deals with me. That girlfriend slash fiancé thing means I have the ring, but haven’t worked up the intestinal fortitude to ask her dad if he’s okay with my intentions, yet (I’m traditional I guess). Thankfully, unlike some of the previous partners I’ve held along my way through life, this girl isn’t a project. At least I learned something along the way!
I feel the need to build upon my character, because I want the various age groups who read this to understand where I’m coming from; you know, just in case my “generation y” attitude doesn’t mesh with yours. With that, I welcome all of you to share with me, a few of my personal feelings regarding our country of united sovereign states, comprised of people from various walks of life, divided by our collective indifference.
Big Words: Big Hope
Collective indifference is such a neat little phrase, in that it sounds somewhat fancy yet isn’t so far out there as to lose the reader in semantics. With that, I guess we should tear right into why I used these two words. Collective as defined by Dictionary.com as: of or characteristic of a group of individuals taken together. Indifferences as defined by the same site: lack of interest or concern. So when we take those two definitions and slap them together we get… a group of like-minded individuals with a lack of interest or concern. Perfect! That pretty much sounds like a great fit when the focus is on the division of our citizens in regards to civic duties, rights, and virtues.
Through a shroud of complacency, we’ve raped ourselves of the guaranteed liberties of our once sovereign citizen states. Generation after generation slowly bled out responsibility in exchange for complacency. We’re a country built upon a foundation of change and hope, so we were easily sold on the idea of “something better”. After all, why should we not want the best for our children? In the end, we willingly handed away personal and state freedoms for years thinking it was for the greater good; the only collateral held, a promise to make good on that payment in the future.
When push comes to shove, a promise is only as valuable as the morality of the individuals standing behind that promise. In a day where a father must choose between being there for his children and losing his family’s home, I wouldn’t count to highly on the repayment of that promise.
Confliction
Unfortunately, stories like the above send me slamming headfirst into an ethical roadblock. I’ve spent years camping and backpacking in some fairly harsh environments, completely living off of the land. I guess to an extent, some might call me a survival enthusiast. I enjoy knowing that if tested in the wild, I won’t receive a Darwin award for failing our species. Darwinian evolution is quite a concept; meaning that if the world isn’t your cup of tea, you won’t really thrive. In fact, you might not even survive. In my eyes, survival of the fittest keeps our species ahead of the curve and that idea is realized in a democratic capitalistic nation, which allows bad business to fail and die off. Unfortunately, it also builds monopolies and yet again, raises another moral dilemma.
So my home’s former owner failed at his financial survivability. On one hand, he deserves to lose his assets because someone else out there planned better and sacrificed more to sustain a certain level of comfort in life. On the other hand, we have this ethical issue surrounding a breakdown of morality. Is it morally acceptable to send this guy and his family on the streets and let a house sit vacant for 2 years? Worse yet, the issues are complicated because it’s not like he did not want to work; he simply couldn’t due to health complications. I’m stuck here, torn, because we’re sacrificing morality at the cost of survivability. I recognize a problem, but I’m not sure what the correct fix is that will still allow us to be humanistic without turning to a Socialist or Communist state. Maybe there is no fix.
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At the Front
As a young man clinging to the final years of my twenties, you would think that I have more to worry about than terrorism, political agendas, bankruptcy, or pandemics. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all bad... In fact, I recently bought a fixer-upper house so cheap that I feel like I stole it, and in a way, I did; the previous owner foreclosed on it. In the end, there was even some stimulus money thrown my way! Thanks America.
I found out from a neighbor that the previous owner had a heart condition, was dropped by his carrier, and took out a second mortgage to finance medical costs. With a home severely devalued in a “buyer’s market” the previous owner backed himself into a corner with an upside-down second mortgage. While he could have skipped medical attention and risked death, that would have been so un-American. After all, we’re not a third world country!
With so much negative equity and no job, the house simply wasn’t worth fighting to keep and I guess he just salvaged what he could of his life and walked away with his family intact. I should probably feel better for him; he managed to at least walk away with that much, because some of you couldn’t even salvage that after countless money-induced fights with your former spouse. Generations of Americans allowed this to happen, and I am sorry for your loss, in whatever billionth of a percentile I may fit in for my part on the downfall of your personal economy.
As I mentioned above, I’m a pretty normal 29 year old guy, with my head screwed on straight. I went to a University nestled in a small town, which was a polar opposite from my busy single-parent upbringing in the Metropolitan Detroit area. I did well in school, and bought a flashy sports car after I got my first real job, mostly as a reward to myself for my hard work. I happen to find personal goals and rewards to be an important part of a healthy lifestyle.
Granted, I’m thrifty, so while I had big 10 scores, I skipped a big 10 school, and opted for a used car that needed a timing belt replacement, which I knew upon receiving the keys. To put this in perspective and highlight my thriftiness (or stupidity), it involves about 8 hours of work for the pro’s, and having never worked on cars previously, I was far from a pro. Did I mention I bought a fixer-upper house, or that I have a boat in my garage that was a gift because the previous owner ran it into a rock so I’m repairing the fiberglass?
My life is one project after another, and sometimes, I’m not sure how my girlfriend / fiancé even deals with me. That girlfriend slash fiancé thing means I have the ring, but haven’t worked up the intestinal fortitude to ask her dad if he’s okay with my intentions, yet (I’m traditional I guess). Thankfully, unlike some of the previous partners I’ve held along my way through life, this girl isn’t a project. At least I learned something along the way!
I feel the need to build upon my character, because I want the various age groups who read this to understand where I’m coming from; you know, just in case my “generation y” attitude doesn’t mesh with yours. With that, I welcome all of you to share with me, a few of my personal feelings regarding our country of united sovereign states, comprised of people from various walks of life, divided by our collective indifference.
Big Words: Big Hope
Collective indifference is such a neat little phrase, in that it sounds somewhat fancy yet isn’t so far out there as to lose the reader in semantics. With that, I guess we should tear right into why I used these two words. Collective as defined by Dictionary.com as: of or characteristic of a group of individuals taken together. Indifferences as defined by the same site: lack of interest or concern. So when we take those two definitions and slap them together we get… a group of like-minded individuals with a lack of interest or concern. Perfect! That pretty much sounds like a great fit when the focus is on the division of our citizens in regards to civic duties, rights, and virtues.
Through a shroud of complacency, we’ve raped ourselves of the guaranteed liberties of our once sovereign citizen states. Generation after generation slowly bled out responsibility in exchange for complacency. We’re a country built upon a foundation of change and hope, so we were easily sold on the idea of “something better”. After all, why should we not want the best for our children? In the end, we willingly handed away personal and state freedoms for years thinking it was for the greater good; the only collateral held, a promise to make good on that payment in the future.
When push comes to shove, a promise is only as valuable as the morality of the individuals standing behind that promise. In a day where a father must choose between being there for his children and losing his family’s home, I wouldn’t count to highly on the repayment of that promise.
Confliction
Unfortunately, stories like the above send me slamming headfirst into an ethical roadblock. I’ve spent years camping and backpacking in some fairly harsh environments, completely living off of the land. I guess to an extent, some might call me a survival enthusiast. I enjoy knowing that if tested in the wild, I won’t receive a Darwin award for failing our species. Darwinian evolution is quite a concept; meaning that if the world isn’t your cup of tea, you won’t really thrive. In fact, you might not even survive. In my eyes, survival of the fittest keeps our species ahead of the curve and that idea is realized in a democratic capitalistic nation, which allows bad business to fail and die off. Unfortunately, it also builds monopolies and yet again, raises another moral dilemma.
So my home’s former owner failed at his financial survivability. On one hand, he deserves to lose his assets because someone else out there planned better and sacrificed more to sustain a certain level of comfort in life. On the other hand, we have this ethical issue surrounding a breakdown of morality. Is it morally acceptable to send this guy and his family on the streets and let a house sit vacant for 2 years? Worse yet, the issues are complicated because it’s not like he did not want to work; he simply couldn’t due to health complications. I’m stuck here, torn, because we’re sacrificing morality at the cost of survivability. I recognize a problem, but I’m not sure what the correct fix is that will still allow us to be humanistic without turning to a Socialist or Communist state. Maybe there is no fix.
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