"You don't put robbers to work in a bank" - American Proverb
I hate banks. They do nothing positive for anybody except take care of themselves. They're first in with their fees and first out when there's trouble." - Earl Warren (American Republican Politician and Judge, 1891-1974)
A little satire about Money;
It was told, it was Eve (naturally a female) who seduced Adam to eat from the forbidden apple and created in doing so the ills of the world.
I rather think it was like that.
There was the Land of Utopia. The land where milk and honey flowed. People from all makes flocked there and lived in harmony together. They respected each other and their individual peculiarities. They bartered their wares and worshiped their gods in mutual respect. They greeted each other: How is your god today?
One morning something changed everything. A man (naturally a man) sat at the table eating his breakfast. A lamb chop on his plate which he pushed away. Wife, he called, listen I have eaten chops every day I want something else. His wife said; We have so many chops left I have to cook them or they go bad. I wanted to barter them but nobody wants chops.
Sitting at the table he thought about that. Suddenly, with a glint in his eyes he stood up, paced up and down and finally locked himself into the parlor.
Nobody saw him on the streets, not even his wife knew what he was doing.
From a piece of paper he cut out rectangles, wrote on top “I trust in my god” and the number 100. After many days he emerged, happy and with a light step he carried a sign, which he nailed onto his front door.
It read BANK in capital letters. Naturally all the people came and wanted to know what this was all about. He was ready. They all thought what a splendid idea. Each left with a handful of paper money.
He, the banker has already become a rich man. ( bankers usually are.) The people had their house, their work, their business, their children, anything worthwhile mortgaged to him. Now a lot of activity started. Everybody was very busy; it was like a new life had come upon them. They did not greet each other with “how is your god today; now they said how much money did you make yesterday. This way of life went on for years and years .Some became very rich, some rich, some a little rich, some stayed poor and some very poor. As richer they became as greedier they were. With their money they could now buy anything and anybody. They became very powerful.
The people honored and bowed deepest to the ones who owned the most money and power. As most people like to be honored and bowed to it was a great money making fair.
Everybody wanted to be in this game. It was like a sickness, it spread and consumed everybody. Nothing else was important. They lost their ideals. They lost love and romance. They lost their love for animals. They even lost their love for their children; there was no time for them anymore. They lost their love for nature, their very environment.
It was exploited for money and became a dumping ground for filth, a trash can.
As time went on their world became like an apple which starts to rot in the middle. On the outside it still looks fine. Nobody can see or suspects the brown rotting mess inside There were faint cries for help that nobody in earnest acknowledged or answered.
When the cries get louder they are quickly subdued.
By creating enemies to be feared; to feel anxiety on account of some expected evil. It lets the people forget everything else in their created patriotic frenzy. The rot still spreads over boundaries, rivers and oceans.
It depresses me and I shiver. I do not want to think about it now, perhaps TOMORROW.
Copyright T.S.
Give me the money that has been spent in war and I will clothe every man, woman, and child in an attire of which kings and queens will be proud. I will build a schoolhouse in every valley over the whole earth. I will crown every hillside with a place of worship consecrated to peace": Charles Sumner
Native rain forest tree in my garden; (Tag with name got lost.)
