Friday, March 04, 2005

Life on Credit

I might just prefer that debt collectors would go back to their roots and march two by two into your office building with loaded berretas and mauve hats; suggesting that you pay the Don back the monies that you owe him. It's a simpler method, it's an honest trade, a realistic setup of consequences and of course gives you the option to pull your own piece of armament and sabotage the whole fucking enterprise.

In today's world you can't take a sawed off implement to the teeth of Capital One, Chase Manhattan or any other nameless faceless facade of ruthless moneylending. That would destroy the enterprise of the capitalist stride; thus my weapons are not only useless, but even if armed correctly could not pick off the autonomous hives of lend oriented fucks called banks and litigators.

I try to imagine the subtle plesantries of the modern system, how one can infinitely extend their payment amounts by piecemeal logic and an inflationary percentage point. I attempt to believe that its all there to help out the little man, buying with only a contractual agreement as you payment. I try to think its just the nature of our system to take their calls every day or so and have a go at being different characters.

One day im the debt owing outlaw escaping to Mexico, the next im fighting for your country in the army, asking you if you even appreciate the freedom I have given you. What a system indeed.

I think I would prefer the system where I set some trap for my debtors, those who had unfairly snagged my owings to themselves in a loco gambling scheme. I would ambush them as the broad shoulders turned the hallway, all the while mumbling something about broken knee caps. In reality, tying up this band of thugs would be self defense, kind of like the brass balled twerps that ring try and ring me all to often. That's a world with options.

Today all I can do is put on a facade, but in a fair world I could tear with conviction at those dweebs and focus on the important parts of the day just glad I made it thug free...

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