Dear friends of the cauliflower. I once saw a German war movie, I forget what it was, but I remember this scene: Early 1945. People, caught in a burning city, pushed through a bombed out railway station to catch a train out that was maybe leaving or not. In the back there was a poster: Choose National Socialist order over Bolshevik chaos. This weekend, Greek voters have decided to try Bolshevik chaos. Apparently, they didnt see the long promised light at the end of the railway tunnel. And what is a train, even if it runs, where almost everyone is crowded together in third class? In Britain, too, voters will soon be asked to choose between Conservative order and the chaos an alternative threatens. But what is that order? Today I read that regular working people in London are now increasingly forced to share not a flat, but their room with total strangers, because a whole room has become unaffordable. Now while I have always been ready to share my bed with strangers on humanitarian grounds, surely, a rise in GDP that is a paper phenomenon for the multitude and largely fuelled by debt based consumer spending, entirely reliant on the service sector (nothing is being made) is a type of order that makes one consider who youve made your bed with. https://youtube/watch?v=2nfVzLeIUAA
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 00:20:12 +0000
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