One of the many bad things about men running the world is that size does matter. How you use it is for losers and wannabes. Take this particular economic crisis (please). The banks, insurance companies and Wall Street firms were bailed out because they were too big to fail. It was scale of the stimulus, not so much the details, that mattered to Obama. It wasn’t that we needed $700B for TARP, it was, according to Bernanke, just about the right size for the markets to react to it. Bush was against government intervening in the markets until the size of the crisis was known. Our Treasury is only going to stress test and buy toxic mortgages from banks of the right size (>$10B – there are only 13 of them).
Sure, maybe it’s just pecuniary envy, but those average among us are having problems, too. Small businesses are flaccid and needing a stimulus. We are teased nightly on the news, but all we get to do is watch. While taking something for our economic dysfunction has side effects (our hearts might stop working; sudden hearing loss, blindness, surges in blood pressure; and the chance of our excitement lasting longer than 4 hours which could do permanent harm), we are willing to take the risk to feel young, vibrant and powerful like those who have been endowed larger. We promise to love our politicians in the morning even if they end up (bleeping) us.
I’m just a plateaued-out plain person with too much time on his hands fighting the never ending lingual battle with windmills for truth, justice and the American way or something like that. Here are some reader comments on my writing: “Enough with the cynicism. One doesn’t have to be Pollyanna to reject the sky is falling fatalism of Lee Leslie’s posts.” “You moron.” “Again, another example of your simple-minded, scare-mongering, label-baiting method of argumentation that supports the angry left’s position.” “Ah, Lee, you traffic in the most predictable, hackneyed leftist rhetoric that brought us to the current state of political leadership.” “You negative SOB! You destroyed all my hope, aspiration, desperation, even.” “Don’t you LIBERALS realize what this COMMIE is talking about is SOCIALISM?!?!?!” “Thank you for wonderful nasty artful toxic antidote to this stupidity in the name of individual rights.” “I trust you meant “bastard” in the truest father-less sense of the word.” “That’s the first time I ran out of breath just from reading!” “You helped me hold my head a little higher today.” “Makes me cry every time I read it.” “Thanks for the article. I needed something to make me laugh this mourning.” “If it weren’t so sad I would laugh.” "... the man who for fun and personal growth (not to mention rage assuagion) can skin a whale of bullshit and rack all the meat (and rot) in the larder replete with charts and graphs and a kindness..."“Amen, brother.”