It's a noisy Christmas party, and I needed a bit of quiet for a few minutes. I got to thinking that in this age of high tech gadgets, falling stock markets and talk of depression by those crying that the end of the world is near; I think we all need to look at the world through the eyes of an eight year old boy who just a Lego kit from Santa. Everywhere you turn, all you hear is holiday sales are down 5%, bailout this, bailout that, blah, blah, blah. My son got a 600 piece lego set for Christmas from Santa, yes, Santa, he lives! Noah has spent most of today going page by page through the instruction book putting together his Mars Rover piece by piece, click by click. He made motor noises, gun noises, laser noises with ever piece put in place. He did not asked for a bit of help, none at all. Sometimes going back a few pages in the instruction book, when he had a part that seemed out of place, never asking for someone to bail him out.
This is what the car makers and banks need to do, go back a few pages in the instruction book and figure out where they went wrong and fix it, and not depend on the Government to get them out of the crap hole they got themselves into. Not the tax-payers.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the crooks they flew,
Their private jets full of my tax dollars, and probably yours too.
"Now JP Morgan! now, Chrysler! now, Ford and GM!
On, Fanny! On, Freddy!, on AIG! and Lehman!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now stash away! stash away! stash away all!"
I heard them exclaim, ‘as they drove out of sight,
"Bend over we'll take more!, and to all a good-night!"
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