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OligoPoly, OligoPsony, OligoNomy OligoSeller, OligoBuyer, OligoBoth An oligopoly is a market sector in which there are few sellers, like Walmart. An oligopsony is a market sector in which there are few buyers, like multi-nationals that suck up all the third world's food products and also all the agri-business production in the developed countries. An oligonomy dominates both buying and selling, like health insurance companies which lord it over both the sick and the hospitals.  16th Avenue From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of living Tucked up underneath their arms They walk away from everything Just to see a dream come true So God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue This morning as I perused the latest financial meltdown happenings and intrigues, I learned a couple new words. The second and third "O" words above. O words seem to be the rage of the days we are in. ObamaMamma, ObamaNomics, ObamaNation. I suppose if he flipflops or hesitates on some issue, it will be an ObamaComma. We've all been exposed in at least some way to Christanity's devil-watch department, some hoping, some fearing that the 666 Guy is finally gonna get our world for awhile in a decisive way, then JC's gonna take it from there. I like to think W (Wrong) was the ultimate Big Bad Guy, or rather Cheney. But that would make Obama JC, the Big O (circle unbroken) in the sky. I doubt it. What's more likely, is that some deep archetypes in our psyches are being manipulated, perhaps accidentally, without much conscious reflexion on our part, or our so called leaders. Back to that later, if I can find a way to tie this all together. In the great economic equation, as in the E = MC² of physics, energy is money and money is energy. As a large quantity of energy can be transformed into matter, and verse vica, we all know big money can get us all the goodies we want in life, as long as money is tied in some substantial and fundamental way to the real physical world. Money must also be well tied to labor, since labor is literally motion, which is energy. Actually, labor is pure economic energy, money is just a symbol which can be manipulated in the mind or in a computer network. Manipulate the symbol, and you manipulate the labor (people). Anyway, I digress. P = pM™ Petro = products Moving(Totally Moving) E = MC² Glogalization. Now, petro is very oligoNomized, and very likely sodomized, just short of monoPolized. The big guys have it, the little guys need it. Control the seas, control the tankers, control the world, Globalization. Control energy, control money. Energy is Money. Cheap Liquid fuel is the basis for financial Liquidity. But then petro peaks, Liquidity dries up, Globalization teeters, melts down. What's next? Well, a mad scrammble to control the energy which will be the basis for any future money. But what if it's not controllable? What if it's accessible from everyone's back yard. As close as the frostline, and the Sun up in the sky? Chaos, then freedom for the little guy, the villages and towns. Real, radical freedom. To live, produce, reproduce, our way. But with no easy transition from chaos to freedom. This will be a war, a lot of big and little wars. Ignore them, squat and live. Claim your land and hold it. If they take it, take another, plot. Plot against them as they plotted against us. But don't lose yourself playing their games. Don't resist, they've already lost, Their Plot rots, Ours just now are getting planted. Globalization has had its D-Day, it's already Dead & Decomposing, though it thinks it's only sick. (We knew that long ago) During the rise towards peak oil, war stimulated economies because abundant energy always left plenty of room to grow. Wars were rewarded with prosperity for the winners and always increased global integration. Now that we've passed peak oil, wars will fail to stimulate economies, but instead deepen recessions into depresssions, and depressions into collapses. Each new war in the 21st century will permanently impoverish the economic engines of the warring nations, while progressively dismantling globalization. Find your passion and build your life around it. Find your 16th Avenue and dump that cubicle, where nothing is made but debt for your victims. Get a life and live it, while the dinosaurs load their bullion onto their ark. (their titanic) They had no lifeboats (bailouts, bullion and bull-shit) for us, so we'll have none (food we grow on OUR land) for them. 16th Avenue From the corners of the country From the cities and the farms With years and years of living Tucked up underneath their arms They walk away from everything Come out of her, my people Just to see a dream come true a homestead and life of our own, not the canned, regulated counterfeit they offer So God bless the boys who make the noise a Holy noise unto OUR God, not your deified and dying 401KKKs On 16th Avenue With a million dollar spirit the Holy Spirit, the Great Spirit, the source of our true free spirit if we can find it And an old flattop guitar what skills we have, and new ones we'll recover They drive to town with all they own a pocket full of silver, not their collapsing petro-fiat In a hundred dollar car any tools we can carry Cause one time someone told them About a friend of a friend they knew JC Who owns, you know, a studio the land, any plot you can use or get hold of for awhile On 16th Avenue the earth, it's ours, not theirs, the new jerusalem Now some were born to money They've never had to say Survive wall street investment banksters And others swing a 9 pound hammer laborers, the producers of all wealth, though they don't see much of it Just to stay alive till we get outsourced There's cowboys drunks and Christians Mostly white and black and blue They've all dialed the phone collect to home For her judgment reaches to heaven and is lifted up to the skies From 16th Avenue Walk Away Ah, but then one night in some empty room And the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened her mouth, and swallowed up the flood which the dragon cast out of his mouth Where no curtains ever hung Anywhere in rural areas or wilderness, where free spirits wait out what is to befall the Lost Others, the financial gamers who can't let go of the dying game. Let them hug their bullion and sink with it! Like a miracle some golden words the Word of God Rolled off of someone's tongue After these things I saw another angel coming down from heaven, having great authority, and the earth was illuminated with his glory. And he cried mightily with a loud voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, (911) and has become a habitation of demons, (wall street) a prison for every foul spirit, (toxic assets, investors, owners, speculators) and a cage (financial derivitives) for every unclean and hated bird! (rogue international capital) And after years of being nothing the poor in spirit, the downtrodden, not strong in the usurious, greedy spirit of the world They're all looking right at you the remnant And for a while they'll go in style forever and ever On 16th Avenue the meek inherit the earth Walk Away It looked so uneventful So quiet and discreet the rapture, the earth swallowed her up, they walked away But a lot of lives where changed Down on that little one way street the way, the truth and the life Cause they walk away from everything Just to see a dream come true So God bless the boys who make the noise On 16th Avenue Walk Away An oligopoly is a market sector in which there are few sellers, like Walmart. An oligopsony is a market sector in which there are few buyers, like multi-nationals that suck up all the third world's food products and also all the agri-business production in the developed countries. An oligonomy dominates both buying and selling, like health insurance companies which lord it over both the sick and the hospitals. They are the gatekeepers in both buying and selling of health care service, and serving no legitimate function, they extract great unearned profits. And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark. You don't need to be a Bible nut to see that we are violating some of our highest injunctions against the dangers of overly concentrated economic power into few hands, the wrong hands, hands and minds that only suck value, adding nothing but debt to victims, like vampires. The rich work only with their minds (foreheads), sitting at desks, cleverly extracting fees for other people's efforts. Thus the mark goes deeply into them and is thus VERY difficult to wipe clean. The poor peasants and laborers work only with their hands, (primarily the right hand) (they are not paid to think) do all the work taking all the risks, thus recieving, only begrudgingly or by force, a relatively superficial mark, more easily cleansed, since it does not polute the whole heart and mind. 
Broker a public trust relationship. And if doctors want to accept chickens or tomatoes for payment in full, ignoring all the paperwork, burocracies, and now mandated electro-marking of records and people, leave them alone. Now, I didn't mean to demean Bible believers, I'm one myself, though with some strange slants on some things, which I've held close to the vest until now. And since, as of yesterday, by act of congress, the final piece of the puzzle is in place and the chipping process begins, I feel the time has come to offer the first of these slants: If you are poor in spirit, and because of a minor arrest for speeding or smoking a joint, you wake up to find youself chipped, all is not lost. But it will be difficult. They've got you on their leash, probably random drug testing and/or GPS anklet. The chip only communicates and confirms a number with the anklet. Do your time with good behavior, and walk away. Never go back or allow yourself to fall into their clutches because of your own errors. Don't resist, of course run if you can. But best not to get yourself in trouble in the first place. Go and get yourself a casual job as a farm hand in a quiet rural space, under the table or for food and a cot, and be a blessing to those there. At some point, perhaps months or years later, someone you will instinctively trust, will help you with advice about cleansing your hand. The hand is not so deep a wound, but woe unto those who need to cleanse their minds (forheads, those deeply involved in greedy financial activity) at this late hour. |
