It’s My Money!

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Many have been the talking points in support of Milton Friedman’s  theory of economics. The wealth of the investor class must be protected at all cost, even if it results in certain global economic depression. It is the investor class which creates jobs and thereby ‘trickles down’ their accumulated wealth upon the masses. This is what Ronald Reagan is reputed to have believed, and what was the cornerstone of both Reaganomics and Thatchernomics. Since Ronald Reagan was President of the United States and Margaret Thatcher was Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, both nations have experienced a gradual, severe, economic decline. Desirable real estate properties have skyrocketed in price, while working class home values have floundered. The entire global economy is teetering at the edge of a very deep precipice, and the working poor and disenfranchised suffer, while the super rich continue to amass great wealth. A retired US postal worker and Air Force veteran, living off of his federal pension and monthly FICA stipend, a widower, recently asked, “What about my wealth?” He continued. “Social Security and my pension are my wealth! While they fight to protect the rich people’s wealth, they’re talking about taking away my wealth. I paid in to my pension. I paid into  Social Security. Are they going to refund what I invested? I don’t think so. It’s my money!

About Stefan Jacke

MagicRobert presented me with a vellum document, composed in an insane script. We were in a well secured vault in the Michener Library. His face exploded into a broad smile, as he saw me recognize the words, "That government governs best which governs least." It was a copy of "On Civil Disobedience" in the author's own hand. The experience called to mind a conversation Henry David Thoreau had with Ralph Waldo Emerson, as Thoreau sat in a jail cell, incarcerated for protesting the Mexican War. Emerson asked, "David, what are you doing in there?" Thoreau responded, "The point is, Ralph, what are you doing out there?" Once, long ago, I jumped off of big red trucks, lifted weights, and cleaned toilets for a living. Then I wrestled drunks, ran around in circles, and got splattered with blood and all manner of body fluids for a living. Now I enjoy the stillness of early morning in my rocking chair on the porch, with a hot cup of coffee, trying in vain to forget the past. Thank you, Robert!
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