In an odd way, Dorcas' Daddy has always been kind of a touchstone for me. Yes, I am still somewhat bitter about losing an Eagle to him, but that's OK, I have always been kind of a crappy loser.
He made a comment the other day that set me back hard on my heels. I had been flailing about for days wondering why I had been sick of reading Jesse and Mish and that crowd.
I guess this just kinda crystallized my thinking, but I am going to take this on a different tack. I think that these snotty yuppies (yes, I think Jesse, Mish, Panzer, Charles,and Yves are the spokesman for a couple generations that will be noted by history as abysmal failures and best left behind.
Like Barry Switzer said, "Some people are born on third base and think they hit a triple."
Motherfuckers from affluent backgrounds whose parents cleaned up their High School DUI, paid for their life until they were 25, gave them the downpayment on their first house, got em a job (and payed for school) and now the guy pushes paper for six figures and thinks he's a self-made man.
And it's not a panacea, but let's be honest boys, being a tall white guy doesn't hurt anything but your rap career.
The whole fucking nation is overrun with these guys. Even the 'good' guys, like Jesse (Cafe Americain) and Charles (Of Two Minds) talk about rentiers and wealth extraction, then they give investment advice. AKA, how to make money sitting on your ass not being productive. Even the 'good guys' are lazy douches.
We're so fucked, and I'm not even sure I'm sorry.
Charles and Jesse are identifying the financial problem, them placing themselves above it. Yet, as DD states so succinctly, all they know is doing useless and parasitic shit, like sell stocks. There lies the problem. I spoke of it in an earlier post.
Mostly I despise the rantings of Ayn Rand. In my opinion, she is a sicko who argues that there is a group of people who are better than everyone else so they get to fuck us every which way. Bullshit. But there is a single scene where the Spanish male character is talking to Dagny's brother. He speaks of the difference between making something of value and making money. I can't remember the whole quote, but the end lines is "sometimes words have precise meanings".
I think that we also have forgotten the difference.