The Federal Government is like an enormous slot machine, with flashing lights, lots of payout slots, and big wheels with pictures of fruit on them. The wheels automatically spin and stop. Spin and stop, 24 hours a day. Unlike conventional slot machines, this one produces a winner with every spin. Instead of putting cash into the machine to play, it is done automatically. Money magically goes in at the top, and comes out at one of the various payout slots, at the end of each spin.
Each payout slot, sends money to the elderly, sick, poor, crippled, homeless, cold, jobless, or a large variety of recipients, whose names are posted on each payout slot. This gigantic Washington slot machine, receives blind adulation from Americans, much the way the Australian Aborigines worship the giant Ayers Rock, which stands alone in a lifeless desert; abruptly bursting up from the ground, as if by superhuman or divine will. Here, citizens gaze up at the huge Washington slot machine, as if it is some super human, magical device, maybe created by a D.C. mystical power, emanating from the Capitol Building.
The machine was invented 90 years ago, and its patents are listed as being invented, by a “Franklin Delano Roosevelt.” Americans consider the machine as a sort of limitless source of funds, for thousands of “programs,” which are the names of the payout slots. The administrators of these “programs,” are known as “Bureaucrats,” and they have great power. The D.C. slot machine, actually sends out more money in the payout slots, than is inserted at the top, but this is kept quiet, just as if someone loses money in a real slot machine, they try to keep it from the wife or husband in Las Vegas. Some things in a politician’s office, must not be broadcast.
The citizenry has become so used to the machine, that few realize it doesn’t automatically keep itself filled with funds, so it can pay for the programs at the bottom payout level. After all, hasn’t worked flawlessly for over 90 years? Why should it fail now? The machine has kept people elected, government employees paid, and made the machine’s location, Washington D.C., the richest place on Earth. After all, it PRINTS the money, and controls the Federal Reserve and Treasury, so words like “balanced budgets,’ “debts,” “interest,” and all that jargon, don’t bother anyone in the House or Senate, so why should the citizenry worry about those words? Just keep he machine working!
Like in the Wizzard of Oz, the machine is merely smoke, dummy mirrors, useless humming of gears, belts, lies, promises, fraud, endless borrowing, and lots of loud noises. The combination of all these, has kept the whole country on a roll for many decades. Politicians, like the Wizzard, in Oz, were elected by telling the voters, that they’ll keep the machine going full tilt, and the welfare, and thousands of handouts, and subsidies of just about everything, will continue, just like the Wizzard promised. Eventually, the laws of economics dictates that the D.C. slot machine, cannot exist too much longer, before its covering cape is removed, and people see what it really is. When the output of the machine, is higher than the interest paid to keep it running, the final act has been written, and it won’t be a comedy. The huge D.C. slot machine, has kept tens of millions of people dependent, who haven’t the slightest idea of how to care for themselves, work, save, or look to their future.
A once strong, vigilant, powerful, independent nation, has become a debt-ridden, helpless, a pitiful assortment of weaklings, who keep looking to the machine for help, knowing no other solution. The huge debts, which have been paid with constantly decreasing valued ‘money,’ will reach a point, sometime in the future, when its value will have become so low, that no one wants it, and all the stocks, bonds, bit-coins, and promises, locked in and priced in dollars, will have become valueless.
When the machine was invented by President Rosevelt, a new car coat $500, a small new home, $2,500, a Coke was a nickel, a hot dog a dime, and I could ride a bus and streetcar to school, for three cents. Crime was microscopic, no one locked their doors, neighborhoods were stable, and the big cities glorious. Now, they are dangerous place to visit or live in, and smart people are leaving them for small towns. That slot machine, that gigantic hoax, has destroyed America, which will eventually have to rid itself of those dependent hoards. How to do it, when it happens? I haven’t the slightest idea, but insurance in gold and silver, living in a small town, and being well armed, is what I am doing.
-Don Stott
Don@coloradogold.com
970-249-4747