Ripe & Ready, Fast & Heady, he ran for his life ... but life had moved on...
I know a lot of folks are feeling the crunch. I'm not just talking about the infamous 'Credit Crunch' ... I'm talking a true financial crunch. I spent $30.00 this morning making sure I had a half a tank of gas. That's something to say when I drive a beat up Cutlass Sierra. That's the one thing about cars and me, I'll buy them in cash and drive them until they are a rusted shell of their former self. That's one thing I don't waste money on.
I wish I could tell you wages are going up, taxes are going down, Health Care will be one less of a worry, gas prices would be remotely reasonable anytime soon, and the Chicago Cubs will be winning the World Series this year. I can't though. What I can do is share a phrase that I loved from the moment I heard it. You may be surprised to learn that phrase came from one of those fake phony mindless Professional Wrestler Types.
'The American Dream' Dusty Rhodes said that. Ironic, since a version of that very 'American Dream' is under more scrutiny than Barack Obama attending a right wing dinner party.
I took two things from that highlighted statement above; I've been there, I've done that. I've sipped the finest Red Wines and went to bed in the coldest of confines ... awaking in each case to the knowledge that I have to Adapt or Die!
Money is an interesting thing. When you really think about it, the concept is so meaningless, yet it substantiates our existence and helps to challenge the very existence we constantly try to substantiate. Here a piece of paper, there a coin, let's be honest about one thing under the scope of it all. I don't much care what you believe happens after you leave this earth (in the physical, old-age, aspect at least), because 'that thing called Money' is something you probably can't take to the grave ... or next adventure.
Money is vital though, it allows me to smoke a cigarette, drink a beer, type some words, live under a roof, and play 'hide the pinky with Politicians everywhere.' Money may well be the so-called 'Root', yet we are the ground it grows from. One may ask, "Yo, Sardi, can you think of a better way if this money thing is such a problem of human kind?" My answer, "Not right now." We are stuck with it, it's damn time to make it work. There's no better time for that than when it is in its most curious state...the psychological one!
Money is one less thing to worry about. At the end of the day, with my conscious clear and free, I'm not thinking about how I'm going to pay my next utility bill, I'm thinking about how my existence will make ME and those around ME ... happy, or at least better off for knowing me.
Money is a short-cut to thinking.
Yup, I'm ripe and I'm ready. I just want to make sure I'm fast and heady ... I don't want life to move on, I want to move life. Whether I'm dining with Kings & Queens or sleeping in strange alleys eating pork and beans, or sailing clouds and golden streams ... there's a method to this madness.
Give a stranger a hundred dollar bill and witness how fast they leave their feet in joy. Especially if they are poor ... even though by receiving it they may be that much poorer...