Those three words fill me with warm and fuzzy memories of driving across the country with my brother and sister and mom and our big golden lab ‘Sheri’. Mom would always make the three kids sit in the back as she called the front passenger seat the “suicide seat”. In a 1969 Volkswagen station wagon, there was nothing between the front bumper and this seat except some air and a spare tire!
Thinking about the family car and it’s connection to the banking industry, car loans, and the oil industry, gasoline and lubricants I came up with a plan for today’s financial mess.
Instead of trying to steal more money from the workers of the world, why not have the Big Oil companies sit in the front seat, and the Banks sit squished beside them and then the Auto companies can drive along with no care or concern for the safety of their passengers. The can go as fast as they like with little or no concern for the environment, the communities they speed through can become madd max like obstacle courses and their wrath of destruction can be scored in a way more realistic way, then the stock markets or their performance bonuses ever have. Buckle up because it is going to get ugly !
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