Random Ruminations Amid War Drums and Wicked Weather While Working for Wages
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It’s been a long year. First, we narrowly avoided World War 3. At least for now. And, currently, we are approaching peak bullshit in the arena of American politics; as if that were even possible.
War and political bullshit: Both means of blowing smoke up our collective asses prior to author George Orwell’s dystopic vision of jackboots stomping on human faces forever. Because, either the long slow collapse will usher in an era of decentralization – which would follow a period of immediate anarchy; or, a nightmare age of global centralization that may be about to commence.
Obviously, the billionaire class and their employees in human resources departments around the globe prefer centralized control – as do the Orwellian media and government apparatchiks. And in the Hegelian view of those peering behind the eye at the top of the pyramid, chaos brings order. But no matter what happens in the end, many people will definitely die before the new cashless age begins.
Until then fiat still has its benefits and perhaps it will for some time; even as this blogger more and more favors barter. I’m somewhat comfortable from an asset standpoint, but having gone Galt in 2011 with no pension and being too young to draw social security, I am often cash poor personally – especially getting pups through college debt free, taking risks, occasional business setbacks, and unexpected brush fires.
Obviously, I miscalculated the timing of the nation’s fatal convulsions. Looking back, perhaps the Beginning of the Beginning of The End occurred on September 11, 2001; with the Middle of the Beginning of The End occurring around the time of the subprime crash and TARP followed by the passage of Obamacare. But my error was in believing the End of the Beginning of The End was occurring around the time of Benghazi, Edward Snowden, and Obama’s red line in Syria.
I really thought 2016 would be the last U.S. election and, obviously, I was wrong on that too.
Realizing what I now know, I might have made different business and investing decisions. But, as they say, hindsight is 2020. Literally.
But… no regrets; even amidst the long slow collapse, the Orwellian lies, and rumors of war. Because years early is better than seconds too late. I’ve actually been grateful for the delay.
At the same time, though, I’m always looking at ways to generate monthly income, especially income that might be able to sustain itself for as long as possible amidst the ongoing decline and the forthcoming apocalypse. With that goal in mind, I added the required endorsements to my CDL last year and became a substitute school bus driver. I knew some retired guys at the bus barn and they said they needed help. No problem, except this year, so far, it’s turned into a 20+ hour a week regular gig – in addition to all of my regular daily commitments.