Twas The Night Before Revalue

Twas The Night Before Revalue

Twas the night before revalue, when all through the house
Not a creature was sleeping, not even my spouse.
The Dinars were laid on the table with care,
In hopes that the news soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of new cars danced in their heads.
And mamma in her snuggie, and I in my drawers,
Had just settled our brains for a long currency war.

When on the computer there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
I typed with a clash, opening to the homepage to see the News Flash.

The glow of the screen on my laid out Dinar
Gave the vision of dreams I had held at afar.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a flashing notice the RV was here .

The government was seated, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be a trick.
More rapid than eagles they fell all in line,
The IMF had told them "Now is the time".

"Now Abadi! now, Allawi! now, Mahdi and Saad!
On, Mullahs! On, Kurds! on, Ashour and Awaad!
To the top of the basket! to the top of the chart!
Now Revaluate! Revaluate! The RV must start!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the top of the forex charts they flew,
With accounts full of dollars, and new millionaires too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the tile
The prancing and dancing of my wife gone wild.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
I heard my phone ring, a startling sound.

It was my neighbor, who lives down the street,
He is a banker for Chase, and asked could we meet.
A bundle of ideals he had in his mind, of places my riches to put
he could find,
He sounded excited, but I had my plan set in my mind.

His voice how it lifted! He sounded so merry!
His words were like candy, his attitude so cherry!
He promised an exchange rate, without a great spread,
I feared if I trusted my dreams would be dead.

The receiver of the phone, he held tight in his hand,
And I could tell his heart, was beating like a band.
I could imagine his broad face and a big round belly,
That shook when he spoke, like a bowlful of jelly!

He is chubby and plump, like a fat old elf,
And I laughed when I thought about him, in spite of myself!
He asked me to call soon, as he was going to bed,
I thought to myself I have nothing to dread.

I put down the phone, and went straight to work,
I counted my money, then turned with a jerk.
I felt a soft finger aside of my nose,
And there stood my wife in an amorous pose!

I sprang to my feet, and let out a whistle,
And away we flew to our room like the down of a thistle.
The children surely heard me exclaim, as we dove out of sight,
"Happy RV to all, and to all a good-night!"


Saturday, November 3, 2012

“Interesting game….the only winning move is not to play.”

“Interesting game….the only winning move is not to play.” – by Michael, October 31, 2012

Posted on by Jean
There’s a wonderful moment in the movie “Wargames” where this massive supercomputer has run amok and taken control of the launch codes for America’s nuclear arsenal, and is trying to start World War III. The computer is on the brink of launching the missiles, and keeps running thousands of different scenarios as to how the war would turn out. And all the top brass in the war room in the underground bunker at NORAD are watching in helpless horror as each scenario of global devastation plays out on this giant screen, faster and faster, each one ending in the total destruction of mankind. Meanwhile the computer is activating the launch codes, and will launch the warheads at any moment, once it finds the winning scenario. And the screen spins with these horrific images of devastation and then suddenly the giant screen goes blank! And there is silence. And after a moment the computerized voice says, “Interesting game….the only winning move is not to play.”
That is where I believe we are. A game has been set up by those who benefit from chaos and war – what President Eisenhower warned us of – the “military industrial complex,” and the bankers who’ve backed them for centuries. For example, there’s a several hundred year old Dutch bank that likes to tell us they helped finance the Ameriican Revolution. Of course, what they don’t mention is that they also helped finance the British against us in the American Revolution. If you decide to play that game, in the end it’s only the bankers who win. They help create chaos and war because in the end, if we play that game, we will surrender more of our money and our freedom to them. The only winning move is not to play.
We are about to be manipulated in this country into playing a game of fierce partisan conflict. An election is only days away which may throw this country into a turmoil will will make Bush v Gore look like a lovefest. We are given predictions of dire consequences by both parties of the horrors that would follow the election of the wrong man. Accusations of fraud, of cheating, even of treason, will likely be hurled by both sides. In the aftermath of the hurricane an air of apocalypse hangs over the land. Fears of a financial disaster, of a complete currency collapse, seem to grow everyday. Rumors of military coups, of popular uprisings, of militia resistance are rife across the internet. The fate of the country, and of the world, seems to hang in the balance….and maybe it does.
But what if we choose not to play? What if we refuse to demonize those with whom we disagree? What if we focus on how we can help each other, and set aside for now the raging conflicts? We all want peace. We all want freedom. We all want abundance and safety for ourselves and our families. Yes, we may disagree on how to get there, but can we not at least honor our shared patriotism, and our shared humanity? And can we not look to the good news, look to the enormous promise of the great changes in the air, and perhaps see that we may be on the brink of a chance to finally break free of the centuries of manipulation, and refuse, finally and forever, to play the puppet game of war and fear which has only ever finally benefited the moneylenders and warlords?
And what might happen if we focused on the good news? What if it’s true, as reports suggest, that a hidden trove of trillions is about to be released to wipe out debt and create a development fund to heal our world? What if it’s true that an asset-backed currency system is about to be implemented, wiping out the phony money fiat currency game of the central bankers? What if it’s true that all the unexplained geological and solar events of the past year are evidence of a great evolutionary leap forward for our planet? What if the people of America actually succeed in dethroning the USA Corporation, and return to the organic constitution of our founders, restoring the freedoms that once made us the inspiration of the world?
These things may be real. They could happen. I don’t know for certain. But they will certainly come much more quickly and peacefully, if we refuse to play the game of fear and distrust, and choose instead to focus on hope and brotherhood. And the old games of fear and hate and war may just fade into history, as obsolete games of terror and fantasy, that died out when one day nobody showed up to play….the day when we all realized that the only winning move is not to play.

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