Monday, February 08, 2016

Bring me my leeches

My work in Government taught me one lesson above all. The wealthy are the greatest receivers of public money. For them we build infrastructure, roads, sewers, pay for the employees to be educated and the health care.We clean up their environmental nightmares, or subsidize them with everything from under-cost land, minerals, timber or flat out fraudulent enterprises like the F-35 and the constant, endless stream of military hardware we pour into maintaining the empire and leave like scrap in places like Iraq. Many of them wouldn't exist if they weren't sucking off government contracts and bonding projects like starving vampires. But, if school children need something as simple as the minuscule funds for a trip to a museum, the great conservative voices thunder from the skies "Oh we cannot teach them to be freeloaders, they must earn their way by the value of labor." This class, if one carefully observes, has often never worked in the actual private sector making an honest living, but seems always employed in such difficult circumstances as conservative think tanks writing nonsensical screeds as propaganda pieces, or enjoying political appointments whenever their favorite son wins election. Anytime the words "Economic Development" or "Jobs" are attached to a private enterprise, the public should hide their wallets and seal-weld the public purse as you know it will soon be raided. Water supply lines for ski resorts, land exchange subsidies for mine proposals and infrastructure for "commercial development" are phrases that come to mind. "Developers" are best symbolized as parasites directing their host into absurdist financial suicides such as big box development. Consultants, lobbyists and "Government Affairs" specialists are to be feared much more than the addicts stealing valuables out of garages and cars as they are far more psychopathic and would gladly steal a baby's bottle if allowed. If a lobbyist ever entered my house I would be more watchful than if the most depraved drug cartel member entered, nailing my belongings to the floor and secreting my meager property into the closet guarded by a wolverine. Unlike the lobbyist, the cartel member has at least tried to work for his money. It is not just the owner class or Wall Street Bankers to be feared, but their servants in the consultancies, lobbying groups, law firms and the legislatures. As much an army of parasitical brain infections directing the body of the state into packing the wallets of them and their masters, they are to be hated as much as any group of crazed executives.

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