Monday, January 2, 2017

About an umbrella and condoms made out of cheesecloth


The second day in 2017. It is cold and bleak outside, especially at the crack of dawn, even in Portugal, but that will not be the only reason why new students don’t leave their family homes, studying is for the rich, once again reaffirmed by the elite. Maybe it is for the elderly in Greece, as they run the risk of dying on a simple type of flu because of the lack of medical help. While in the Netherlands aid workers are molested, by angry white males with colorful scarves, during their underpaid attempts to rescue victims of the night, a Minister, in his big eared chair, blocking the view on reality, in front of the fireplace in his villa, uses Twitter to scramble the fact that he’s to blame. The consequences of their policies, even during a hail storm, are no problem for political decision-makers. Because the digital rain gutter leaks like a condom made of cheesecloth, yet another whistle blowers-file makes it clear that Luxembourg, the Irish and especially the Dutch multinational puppets are trying to keep a socially responsible tax system in Europe from getting under the umbrella. The new year is all about elections. Choose between the rain, the drops or just simply drown, getting the sheep on dry land is not an option. One French presidential candidate wants a separation from Europe to beat arch rival Germany, the second one wants barbed wire and encampments to revive the glory times and the third, not affiliated with a party, tries to get the surrounding economies to their knees by the leveling the taxman’s playing field within the EU. Prudent maybe but completely against the tsunami of populist sentiments and especially the tax paradise worshiping, veto owning, big capital Templar Knights of the northern low lands. No, happy it won’t be, this fragile budding new year, exciting though. Maybe the worries about some food on the table, some wood for the stove and some money for the electricity account and gasoline for the old car are quite enough. Enough to make you ignore the rain and the storm, not looking up from under your own umbrella if you need to go outside for some reason.

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