Instead of focusing my anger at liberals, I started losing patience with the Republican Party. Liberals, however much I might dislike them, were who they were. Republicans were supposed to be something better and they had failed.
That’s exactly what I feel but on the opposite side. I see no point in ranting against Republicans. They are who they are, and I never felt like one of them. What do I care if they are fucked up beyond all reason?
But we! We were supposed to be different! Better! At least a little bit! We aren’t supposed to be in thrall to a tea-party-style bunch of raving lunatics who are howling at the moon and telling us we are crazy if we don’t join them. I had an opportunity to catch up on my DVRed Tucker and saw clips from the conference of the Democratic Socialists. The clips featured grown men throwing fits about how loud chatter triggered their anxieties. Spoiled rich brats competing in who’s the biggest snowflake. And these are the people who now rule us. Every Dem candidate is toadying up to them, the disgrace!
Izgad’s profound (and very understandable) disappointment with his party led him towards libertarianism. (Or something he calls anarcho-capitalism). Where should I go, though? Libertarianism is definitely not for me, although I respect some libertarians. (Not Charles Koch. I hate that bastard.) I keep thinking that the bad moment will pass, Biden will stop trying to figure out the number of genders, Warren will quit making an idiot out of herself with the pronouns, and Bernie will go back to being against the Koch brothers’ agenda. But it keeps getting worse.
Epstein’s cell mate was conveniently transferred out exactly on the night when the guards were incapable of following procedure and looking in on Epstein every 30 minutes. And all of these things happened immediately after a huge cache of documents in the case was made public.
A total coincidence, of course. Nothing to see here, move along, you conspiracy theorist.
It’s time for the next recession, and this is what will cause it:
Zombie companies, or corporate underachievers overdosed on cheap credit, are proliferating across the globe, threatening to derail the weakening world economy. Worldwide, the number of companies that do not generate sufficient profits to cover their interest payments and survive only by repeatedly refinancing their loans has doubled in a decade to constitute a fifth of all corporations, Nikkei research shows. Readily available low-cost debt financing helps keep highly indebted, poor-performing companies alive that would have otherwise gone under.
The industries that are particularly affected by this bubble are medical, pharmaceutical, nonferrous metals, energy and information technology.
Europe has by far the largest number of these zombies. US comes second.
Once the bubble pops and these fake companies begin massively to default on their payments, there won’t be anything to stop the next recession crashing down on us.
Now is a really good time to start being extremely cautious with your personal finances because nobody will be bailing me and you out once the crash comes. Do you have a financial cushion that will protect you? Because the economic upturn is nearing its end.
The required course on “Ethnic Studies” in California high schools will:
- critique empire and its relationship to white supremacy, racism, patriarchy, cisheteropatriarchy, capitalism, ableism, anthropocentrism, and other forms of power and oppression at the intersections of our society;
- challenge imperialist/colonial hegemonic beliefs and practices on the ideological, institutional, interpersonal, and internalized levels;
- connect ourselves to past and contemporary resistance movements that struggle for social justice on the global and local levels.
This is copied almost verbatim from old Soviet school manuals, of course. I wish these people at least tried to come up with something new. People think this stuff is some new development but it’s all been done to death a long time ago. In the Soviet Union, we all tired of this inane crap back in 1961.
God, folks, think of something fresher already. All these moth-eaten slogans should stay at the dungheap of history.