Thursday, May 10, 2012
Taker AND maker
When brand-R commentators yap about Takers and Makers, I always feel a slight and totally unjustified twinge of guilt. In fact I'm pure Maker (until yesterday...) but my income runs on a royalty basis from sales of courseware. During the years when I'm not currently working, I feel guilty without any logical reason. Stored labor is morally and economically the same as current labor, but it doesn't feel the same.
Now I can feel like a Maker again. Publisher got around to starting the beta process on latest revision yesterday, so I'm back in the saddle again with current work to do. After this brief bit of debugging is done, I'll start two years of solid work on a brand-new project, so there won't be much time for grousing and musing.
Also yesterday, my first Social Security payment magically popped into the bank, so I'm now a Taker AND a Maker. This SS check was meant to be the destination of the plan I hatched in 1990. I had initially assumed that the years between cessation of regular work and starting SS would be a tightrope walk, requiring more than a little bit of luck; and I assumed that the start of SS would bring great relief from the white-knuckled decade. In fact, lean living and frugality led to security after a couple years. Now I could get along without any income for the next ten years, so it turns out that starting SS at 62 wasn't necessary financially.
It was necessary emotionally, as the only form of revenge that an Unacceptable critter can get away with. After 62 years of being raped and shat on and spat on by the Cool People, the Beautiful People, the Governing People, this is a little bit of payback.
As the saying goes: it's not the money, it's the principle of the thing ... or more precisely, it's the interest of the thing. This makes up for the interest that Bugsy Bernanke and his Jew Mafia are stealing from my savings account.
Now I can feel like a Maker again. Publisher got around to starting the beta process on latest revision yesterday, so I'm back in the saddle again with current work to do. After this brief bit of debugging is done, I'll start two years of solid work on a brand-new project, so there won't be much time for grousing and musing.
Also yesterday, my first Social Security payment magically popped into the bank, so I'm now a Taker AND a Maker. This SS check was meant to be the destination of the plan I hatched in 1990. I had initially assumed that the years between cessation of regular work and starting SS would be a tightrope walk, requiring more than a little bit of luck; and I assumed that the start of SS would bring great relief from the white-knuckled decade. In fact, lean living and frugality led to security after a couple years. Now I could get along without any income for the next ten years, so it turns out that starting SS at 62 wasn't necessary financially.
It was necessary emotionally, as the only form of revenge that an Unacceptable critter can get away with. After 62 years of being raped and shat on and spat on by the Cool People, the Beautiful People, the Governing People, this is a little bit of payback.
As the saying goes: it's not the money, it's the principle of the thing ... or more precisely, it's the interest of the thing. This makes up for the interest that Bugsy Bernanke and his Jew Mafia are stealing from my savings account.
Labels: Natural law = Sharia law, the broken circle
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