Saturday, August 27, 2016

A Sustainable Economic Policy I

The Problem

I was reading someone calling for Quantitative Easing, but Quantitative easing has little effect on the economy. The Banks will only loan to folks who aren't underwater, owing more than they are worth -- and to folks who have the surety to provide something the bank can take if the business fails. The term for an economy that is over-leveraged is a "liquidity trap." Quantitative easing is a waste of public money when banks won't lend to the people the Fed claims it intends to be helping. We saw that in 2009-2012 when the banks foreclosed like crazy on ordinary people -- and bought each other out -- instead of helping those people get a job.

  1. To borrow money on the credit of the United States
  2. To regulate Commerce
  3. To coin Money, regulate the Value thereof, and of foreign Coin,

Emitting bills of credit (money) is a power implied from the power to borrow money and the prohibition of that power to the States in Section 10. Rather than our country passing a constitution to make that power explicit, the USA has let the courts define whether the Federal Government can print money, and the result has been a 200 year fight, which is ongoing. The Federal Reserve is the latest "Missouri Compromise" on this subject in the battle between centralizing bankers and local financial interests. At this point the centralizing bankers have pretty much won their war and thus we have the Fed, which does a dance between a which privatizes and privateers on the ability to "emit bills of credit" as money and to which Congress has delegated almost all the powers just listed.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Smoketown Cats

The Cats in Smoketown love to cat around.
Though if you make the right sounds
they'll eventually come around.
 
Smoketown cats fight and play.
They wander and they stray.
And then when they've been up all night,
they sleep all day.
 
You don't own a Smoketown cat.
It owns you.
And if you think you own your house.
Odds are your cat thinks it has first dibs.
 
Smoketown Cats tolerate you,
depending on what you do.
As long as you give them food and water.
And attention!
When they demand it!
They will let you pet them.
 
If your Smoketown cat has wandered away.
That is just it going its way.
A Cat has a territory, but it must patrol.
A Smoketown Cat has to have a home,
But it has to explore, it has to roam.
It might make you angry.
It ought to make you pray.
That it is catting around somewhere safely.
And that he makes it home.
 
A Smoketown cat knows where to go.
And will return when it wants to.
If you have a smoketown cat.
And it wanders away,
It will probably come back
If nothing else for a kitty snack.
and someone to scratch its back.
And ease its anxiety
so it can nap in peace.
 

Chris Holte (Note Smoketown is the real name of Brunswick, Md)

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Pyramids of fear cannot withstand the winds that blow

It's an event if you are ready,
a disaster if you are not.
You are never really ready enough,
So you deal with what you've got.
 
Japan gets typhoons
Here they call them hurricanes.
Tornadoes, direcho's, storms
They are a cost of living on land and breathing air.
 
Anything built can decay and fail.
Man-made disasters result from man.
We have to find a way to reach the arrogant.
Who stand astride pyramids held up by people
Who are oppressed and full of fear.
 
So hear the words of the Lord of Time
Those who rule with fear commit an awful crime.
That dooms them like some ancient pharaoh
Pyramids built of fear cannot withstand the winds that blow
 
Channeled by Christopher H. Holte

Friday, August 19, 2016

Lies Have Wings

Lies have wings.
But truth is a tortoise
Ever chasing the rumors let loose by the loose.
And those who would fight lies
seem armed with spitballs and rubber bands.
As much as I've come to understand.
Poisonous myths poison us all
 
Yet old lies become legends
Our story tellers take lies and fashion myths and parables.
If horses could fly, and no one would die,
then the entertainment would be harmless and free
But the cost of grown people telling lies
is too much for me.

Christopher H. Holte

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Inherited Delusion

Inherited delusion,
Children mindlessly duking it out in front of me.
Parent's delusion animating a circular conversation....
spoken with tears and fists.
 
What an ugly fight,
But somewhere there is light
And maybe there is fertile soil
Surviving all that dark oil.
 
The father lost his fight.
He wandered away in defeat
and sleeps in an unmarked grave.
 
The Mother lost her fight.
She drowned her pain in poppy oil and alcohol
and now she sleeps alone.
 
But their ghosts possess their children in the night!
 
Somewhere there is light
Some kind of flower is growing in the night.
Ready to warm the day.
 
Who would think that you can beat someone you love?
Or label them with poison and save them?
But a person possessed?
 
Monkey see, monkey say,
our children do what they saw their parents play
And these sad children are acting that way.
Echoing parents, grandparents, present and ancient wars.
And a sad reenactment of hate.
 
Break that spell
Let's talk about our feelings
Without ever saying an unkind word
Or touching without permission.
Let's do what our parents couldn't do
And help these ghosts step into the light.
 
Christopher H. Holte, 8/16/2016

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

A Child's Universe

The Universe narrows to you and me.
My fathers eyes are all I see.
I orbit around his voices sound.
and all is right with the world….
 
A cave of warmth and strength.
A circle that narrows and expands.
My world a warm place safe from cold.
My fears can calm and subside.
 
In his Arms so strong and brave:
Refuge from pain and fears,
he dabs a cloth upon my tears,
and heals my sense of time.

This version is for my Dad, whose Birthday is August 19 1933

Original: http://fraughtwithperil.com/cholte/2012/02/27/a-childs-universe/

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Economic, Democratic Subsidiarity and local democracy

Greece in 2015, Puerto Rico Now, What to do?

Almost a year ago I blogged a series on the Eurozone and what was happening to the Greeks and what that means for us:

"The privateers give a Broadside to the Greeks",
Privateering through Banks and the EuroZone and
Going Greek on the Whole World
And I showed that neo-liberalism is not Bill Clinton, us Democrats and Company. It is our Republican movement:
Neoliberalism versus Economic Policy that Really works