They were giving a quasi-gifted individual anything that they wanted. They knew it was all coming to an end. You want twenty million dollars to be a Disc Jockey? Just to spin records for the masses? Fine.
Millions to be a preacher? Okee-dokee.
An Internet Founder? Most definitely. No problem...
Money, they knew, was about ready to take a dreaded deep fuckin plunge. Paper money was about ready to be extinct; was not going to have any value whatsoever.
But we, the populous, didn't realize it; not until, it was too late.
But that was the way that they always have wanted it. Normality was equal to problems. If we knew that there were problems, there would be problems and the 'select few' didn't want our kind of problems. Quite the contrary; they have always been a lazy bunch.
Democracy was nothing but a four syllable pronunciation that didn't mean a damn fuckin thang.
(...to be continued.)
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