Made it to Minneapolis after all. Piece of cake! Success on a bicycle is pretty easy... it just takes time. I think I was driven more by my refusal to fail than my desire to succeed.
Thar she blows!
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I came upon a coin shop not long after coming into town. I've seen pictures of old US currency on the Internet like this one, but didn't realize they were for sale, too.
This bill is from 1953. Notice that it says "Five dollars in silver payable to the bearer on demand." Money used to be tied to something of real value to prevent, or at least hinder, the government from robbing the population by printing new money on a whim. This is no longer the case and we're robbed on a daily basis. Blah blah blah... you already know the sad slave story.
A two dollar "Silver certificate" redeemable at the treasury. Well, formerly redeemable, anyway.
Another bill redeemable in gold. Check out the close-up in the photo below.
Ah, if only that statement were still true. If it were, humanity as a whole would be greatly improved. With constant innovation making everything easier to produce, one would expect prices to generally fall over time. But without our currency backed by a commodity like gold, this does not happen. Prices are prevented from falling by the central bank. It prints new money to such an extent that it offsets the progress of civilization; prices go up instead of down and life gets harder for the bulk of us.
The government and Federal Reserve regularly deny us of our hard-earned increase in prosperity by printing new money for their own purposes. If it weren't for this parasite on society, people would have more time, there would be less poverty and we would not constantly be at war. Our rulers would have to greatly increase taxes to get the funding for continual warfare and they wouldn't be in power very long as a result. Forget protesting, forget wishful thinking, faith or political promises; go after the fiat money system and forcefully starve the engine of war.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
No! That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!
October 21st, 2008 @ 3:10am
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.
You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch. And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.
You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump. And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.
And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.
October 21st, 2008 @ 3:04am
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
by the incomparable Dr. Seuss
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’ll look up and down streets. Look’em over with care. About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.
And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town. It’s opener there in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.
September 16th, 2008 @ 4:40pm
Where are you now? I'm gonna be home in NY until the Sept 29th. I've got a bonfire, a beer, and a warm bed if you'll be out this way. Or are you holing up in Minneapolis for the winter? Let me know, it'd be good to get together again.
September 10th, 2008 @ 8:35pm
I sincerely hope you make it on your bicycle to massachusetts. i have an extra bedroom so keep on keepin on man
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