What Takes Precedence

Ever since the raging pandemic tanked out our lives, livelihoods and tomorrows, very few of us have been in a spend like there’s no tomorrow mood. Consequently, our belt tightening efforts must prioritize securing adequate sustenance and livable accommodations.

Yet, all too often, YouTube’s advertising content fails to conform to our pandemic altered, stripped down to the bare essentials, state of consumerism.

I mean, we, the sensible people, are not about to buy into that platform’s vast array of products which, by and large, involve [1] unregulated, unsafe potions / shoddy wares that no one would dare sell at the retail level and [2] quasi-legal, get rich quick schemes. Neither would we want to deal with service providers who, were they to set up shop in the real world, would be rapidly run out of town.

And, so long as I’m already airing my grievances, why are such snake oil salesmen so effing long-winded? I mean, if it takes a guy an hour to dupe the gullible, maybe he isn’t even good at being a crook? Of course, such shortcomings would be a good thing.

Let’s look at this, conversely, too. YouTubers, who post content that’s vital to surviving the pandemic, should not have their messages preceded / interrupted / followed by advertising at all. Ditto that for content addressing discrimination and loss of liberty issues.

I must also pause to make my gripes more America-specific.

If I see even one more godforsaken campaign ad dripping with White House B.S. to whitewash that so-called leader’s grotesque white supremacism and/or promote his concerted efforts to incite urban wars and/or to downplay his DIY pandemic, I do believe my head will explode.

Returning to the basic fiscal matters:

While it’s vital to salvage what little may be left of each and every nation’s economy, what takes precedence is rescuing what’s left of humanity. Once that becomes a done deal, everything else should fall back into place.

Stay Publicly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Anyone in a shop-till-you-drop mood?

 

One would think that Confederate Prez Donny, who fancies himself the stable genius and consummate businessman, would be able to grasp onto the economic fundamentals… namely…

RULE #1: Unemployed, destitute grown-ups will not be in a let’s-shop-till-we-drop mood when [1] worried sick that COVID-19 will come home to roost [2] paying for the roof overhead and food on the table proves difficult, AND [3] the Fascist overthrow of America may already be a fait accompli.

That stark deficit of consumer confidence should come as no shocker to that science denier / autocrat who’s totally to blame for COVID-19’s physical and fiscal devastation and the dismantling of democracy.

Obviously, I cannot speak for everyone, but, under such grim circumstances, aside from paying for life’s bare essentials, the only way I’d ever go on a shopping spree is to [1] prepare for the worst by prearranging my own funeral and [2] hope for the best by booking a one way flight to the nearest progressive nation with outstretched, welcoming arms.

 

Stay Safe at Home! Stay Publicly Masked! Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fortune Cookie Blog (Pachyderms & Pimples)

 

It is tough to put much stock in the Stock Market, when skittish speculators’
cockamamie investment schemes (based upon weird events) can cause it to
CLIMB if pink elephants trumpet in a drunk-on-power, crowned head’s head;
CRASH if carbuncles crop up/erupt on a corpulent, crowned head’s caboose!

 

Stay Safe… Stay Home… Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fortune Cookie Blog (Pandemic Economics)

 

Mis-Leaders, who elevate their private wealth over our public health,
can only heighten keen awareness of these pandemic-related truths:
[1] When fools’ abject neglect, ambition and avarice all allow a mere
microbe to muck up the economy, we can only count on our families
and friends and [2] The time is ripe to flip off lousy leaders and write
our own, private handbook; one with rules to prioritize a needs over
wants economy; NOT to be paid for with assets we have yet to earn!

 

 

Stay Safe… Stay Home… Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Car Sickness

 

Just how are we supposed to ever reconcile televised car ads against the backdrop of a pandemic… where coronavirus has stricken / sickened our society and economy… has not only endangered lives but also livelihoods.

Who’d even be in the mood to take on extra debt… measured in the tens of thousands of bucks… when making rent / mortgage payments is already difficult… if not impossible?

Even were these ads able to egg on financial recklessness, let’s not forget that, these days, there are really not all that many places to drive to. Oh, sure there’s always the grocery store, but we don’t really need a new car to do that… do we? Truth be told, when even a brief trip to shop for food might have deadly consequences, who even wants to go there? I know I don’t.

It’s as if crass auto dealers are saying…

Buy a car! What the hell do you have to lose?
Look at the bright side. If you “buy the farm”,
the debt collection agency will never find you!

Stay Safe… Stay Home… Stay Healthy…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another Holy Week Resurrection To Mull Over?

 

IF you’re [1] an overworked, overtaxed, underpaid, underappreciated working stiff, who [2] hauls around a wallet cram-packed with credit cards, which are [3] issued by banks that charge usurious, 21+ percent interest rates and exorbitant fees while [4] these same banksters pay out only a fraction of 1% interest on your saved, minuscule nest-egg and, concurrently, [5] you can only count on amassing a lifetime of staggering debt from [6] oft purchasing steeply priced, shoddily constructed, broken down (beyond repair) after 90 days “durable goods”, THEN…

Gasp – Gasp – Gasp… Congratulations!

You’ve been doing your (unfair) share to prop up Donny the Kid, his like-minded gang of infantile, sleazeball cronies and their smoke and mirrors economy… a rigged system, which is akin to a figurative choo-choo train, which they’ve permitted to [1] leave the depot sans an engineer [2] chug along full throttle and [3] chase you DOWN, Down, down the rickety clickety railroad tracks until… Until… UNTIL…

UNTIL the Coronavirus had easily caught Trump napping in the “Roundhouse”. At this juncture, that man-child’s crazy train left the tracks and crashed into the face of one of them thar Rocky Mountains… oh… you know… out there… that-a-way… in one of them thar Wild West Red States.

And… ever since… Dow Jones Donny has been [1] chomping at the bit to jump start / breathe new life into his shimmering mirage “economy” while [2] denying ventilators to the Coronavirus victims, who cannot breathe.

Key Question: Is Donny the Kid’s economy… one, which he’s willfully manipulated to favor ONLY THE WEALTHY, really worthy of resurrection?

Hmm… I’m sure you’ll readily agree that this serves up plenty of food for thought for all of us socially isolating souls… especially of the Christian persuasion. We can only hope that… be you devout, secular or anything in between… WE all realize that… no matter what Donny may say to the contrary… in actuality, he has left us nowhere to go during Holy Week and, likely, for plenty more weeks after that.

 

 

Wellness to you all! If you’re ailing, you have my hopes and prayers for a full, speedy recovery. Wherever / whenever we discover a leadership vacuum, it’ll be incumbent on us to do everything we can to save humanity. Staying safe and healthy depends on our flipping off egotistical, partisan hacks while heeding the advice of reputable doctors and scientists. That also depends on our paying attention to these vital to our survival tips…

[1] Practice good hygiene (scrub hands often at least 20 seconds), [2] Cover coughs and sneezes, [3] Avoid touching eyes, nose and mouth, [4] observe social distancing protocols (remain at least 2 meters / 6 feet apart [5] wear a protective face mask [6] avoid large crowds, [7] socially isolate /  hunker down at home and [8] self-quarantine if you feel ill.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What Next? A Crime Wave of Tsunami Proportions?

 

A wise leader prepares for the worst and hopes for the best.

However, America has no such leader. He does not seem to fully grasp that… due to his being a short-sighted science denier… his response to the coronavirus has, all along, been too little too late. Instead of reacting proactively to stay ahead / afloat, he has become the Captain of the Titanic.

Before this all blows over, the sickness’ fever, itself, could become secondary to the temperature of society going up in literal flames.

Fact of life… to fight the virus, America has had to go into shutdown mode and the resultant, out-of-work people, already, are having a rough time making their rent / mortgage payments and buying their groceries. Once homeless and hungry, their very survival instincts will drive them to act out in ways that are… to say the least… uncivilized.

Factor in how, stateside, we exist in an armed to the teeth, gun sick society and indeed, we could be facing down a resultant crime wave of tsunami proportions.

Is Martial Law inevitable? Will that become that so-called leader’s “perfect” excuse to suspend the November presidential elections? How convenient, huh?

Of course, a forward thinking leader could normally avoid such an extreme by proactively calling for the emergency set up of federal programs designed to keep everyone fed and housed.

BUT… due to the very nature of that damned virus… how would social distancing even be possible for folks who’d be [1] waiting in long, slow moving breadlines, [2] dining in overcrowded soup kitchens AND [3] crashing each night in cramped, federally run flophouses?

Let’s hope that my concerns prove dead wrong. If not…

Prepare for the worst.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Run On TP

 

In a different time and setting… the following tissue issue could even be humorous. Long sigh… we’re now discussing a coronavirus side-effect, namely, the hoarding of toilet paper.

Admittedly, upon first spotting my local supermarket’s utterly barren shelves, last week, I had to consciously stifle my own laughter. I mean, unless the hoarders are privy to some “inside poop” I am not, this strain of the flu doesn’t even cause “the runs” so… why the run on TP?

Let’s keep it real, folks. The only way the stores won’t be able to keep the shelves stocked is if the panic stricken public insists on needlessly “warehousing” it.

Worse yet, is how this “practice” leaves the rest of the non-hoarding TP consuming public SOL.

So, how best to get this prob under control? I could gross everyone out with the details… butt… I mean but… I don’t need to.

As one who lives on my own, and has also quantified the consumption rate of nearly every product I consume, I know that it takes me approximately one month to go through each TP roll. Yes, I do write the start date on the inside of each new roll (btw, this also alerts me to a related problem… namely… when manufacturers deceptively downsize their products).

Even if you don’t live alone, like me, it is still possible to quantify your own family’s rate of consumption.

What this all means is that my recently purchased 12 pack of TP will last me ONE FULL YEAR!

Needless to say…

• I won’t be needlessly stocking up any time soon.

• Hoarders, who wipe out their oft limited funds, are now stuck with a sheet-load of TP that could take an eternity to use up.