“Capitalism's an extraction process,”
explains Dr. Gold, GoldStd dentist,
solar-powered drill in his R-hand,
“It relentlessly removes all decay
crumbling into dust in a system. It
removes dross, replacing it w/gold
whose purity is self-protecting,
an agreed upon standard of purity
that fills the vaults of the world’s
banks until sufficiently golded-up,
(I like to say), or backed by gold.
Those that aren’t just get eaten by
countries that are; some countries’
treasuries stockpile pure platinum,
of absolutely no use, dentally.”
(15 OCT 08, Santa Clara CA)v6
Showing posts with label gold. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gold. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Trembellation!
“Trembellation, Battmann!” says Robbin, afraid,
“The world, as we know it, is getting very scary!
Those wonderful brokerages & banks are gone!”
Battmann listens wisely & counsels his charge:
“They did what they had2do2bring us2our senses:
they showed us the more you derive something,
the closer you get2nothing much more.That’s
a law of the diminishment in the Fiscal Universe.
Karl Mark put it very simply: “Capital is finite.”
Robbin listens. “But, I thought, Albert Einstein
said that, Batmann!” “Silly boy,” says Battmann,
“It was Marx; Einstein had no interest in capital.”
“Are you really quite sure of that? “ asks Robbin;
“I am, I’m infinitey rich & infinitely intelligent.
Things like this I never make a mistake about.”
“Well, where do you keep your infinite money?”
asks Robbin. “In The Wayne Bank, Robbin,
America’s strongest bank, of course, all deposits
backed by pure gold & I’m the only depositor.
I trust myself to cover myself & nobody else.”
"Where's the gold?" asks Robbin. "Silly boy,"
says Battmann: "You're sitting on it, Robbin."
(09 OCT 08, Santa Clara CA)v3
“The world, as we know it, is getting very scary!
Those wonderful brokerages & banks are gone!”
Battmann listens wisely & counsels his charge:
“They did what they had2do2bring us2our senses:
they showed us the more you derive something,
the closer you get2nothing much more.That’s
a law of the diminishment in the Fiscal Universe.
Karl Mark put it very simply: “Capital is finite.”
Robbin listens. “But, I thought, Albert Einstein
said that, Batmann!” “Silly boy,” says Battmann,
“It was Marx; Einstein had no interest in capital.”
“Are you really quite sure of that? “ asks Robbin;
“I am, I’m infinitey rich & infinitely intelligent.
Things like this I never make a mistake about.”
“Well, where do you keep your infinite money?”
asks Robbin. “In The Wayne Bank, Robbin,
America’s strongest bank, of course, all deposits
backed by pure gold & I’m the only depositor.
I trust myself to cover myself & nobody else.”
"Where's the gold?" asks Robbin. "Silly boy,"
says Battmann: "You're sitting on it, Robbin."
(09 OCT 08, Santa Clara CA)v3
Labels:
Alberrt Einstein,
Battman,
gold,
Karl Marx,
Robbiin,
Wayne Bank
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Solid in Gold
“Fiddle-Faddle, Skee-Daddle!"
Scrooge McDuck shplutters,
fondling gold in his gold bathtub
awash w/specie from every gold
vendor & minter in the world.
“Gold makes th' world go‘round',”
McDuck sing-songs, “Oh, gold,
gold, gold, oh, gold, gold, gold!”
Pluck him: he’s totally golden
under his cold silvery feathers.
You expected to find - sterling?
McDuck Bank was solid in gold
before Goldman Sachs wasn't.
(25 SEP 08, Santa Clara CA)v7
Scrooge McDuck shplutters,
fondling gold in his gold bathtub
awash w/specie from every gold
vendor & minter in the world.
“Gold makes th' world go‘round',”
McDuck sing-songs, “Oh, gold,
gold, gold, oh, gold, gold, gold!”
Pluck him: he’s totally golden
under his cold silvery feathers.
You expected to find - sterling?
McDuck Bank was solid in gold
before Goldman Sachs wasn't.
(25 SEP 08, Santa Clara CA)v7
Labels:
Fiddle-Faddle,
gold,
Goldman Sachs,
Scrooge McDuck Bank
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Wall St.{vs} Gold
(not for Goldman Sachs)
Wall St., Wallet St., up-against-the-Wall St.,
what’s it matter if you’ve been wiped-out?
What you call it, where it is, is insignificant
vs whether it’s safe against total wipeout.
Who do you know who thinks money’s safe?
Inside everyone’s head’s a cold vault of gold
hidden somewhere in Switzerland, safe,
sunk deep in lakes like stolen Nazi gold,
gold, gold, gold. Anyone surnamed Gold
(e.g., San Francisco novelist, Joe Gold)
must think night & day: “I’m solid Gold.”
W/silver-change you can surely call home,
tho, for now, you have a cell-phone, Gold.
(24 SEP 08, Santa Clara CA)v10
Wall St., Wallet St., up-against-the-Wall St.,
what’s it matter if you’ve been wiped-out?
What you call it, where it is, is insignificant
vs whether it’s safe against total wipeout.
Who do you know who thinks money’s safe?
Inside everyone’s head’s a cold vault of gold
hidden somewhere in Switzerland, safe,
sunk deep in lakes like stolen Nazi gold,
gold, gold, gold. Anyone surnamed Gold
(e.g., San Francisco novelist, Joe Gold)
must think night & day: “I’m solid Gold.”
W/silver-change you can surely call home,
tho, for now, you have a cell-phone, Gold.
(24 SEP 08, Santa Clara CA)v10
Labels:
gold,
Goldman Sachs,
Nazi,
San Francisco,
Swiss,
Switzerland,
Wall St.
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