The Pentagon’s Parking Problem
The Pentagon has a parking issue.
It has so much
money they don’t know where to put it all. A recent headline in “Common Dreams” sums it up nicely.
Here it is:
‘Ridiculous’:
Pentagon Doesn’t Even Know What to Do With Extra $500 Billion Trump Wants to
Spend
The article explains that the Trump syndicate wants to
increase its war department’s budget by 50 percent. It took 250
years to get that budget up to a trillion dollars. Trump and his people want to
add another half trillion in one year.
But this is such a huge addition that, according to
the Washington Post,
““White
House aides and defense officials
have run into logistical challenges surrounding where to put the money, because
the amount is so large.”
The Kill Line
As everyone
knows, this comes at a time when virtually any program that might directly help
ordinary U.S. citizens eat, be educated, stay healthy, or breath clean air is
being ruthlessly slashed. Comedian turned social critic Lee Camp puts it like this:
Most Americans right now
can’t afford a $1,000 emergency without finding themselves neck-deep in debt
and/or poverty. About half of all American children live at or near the poverty
line, often going without basic necessities. The younger generation – trying to
make sense of this morally vacant system by using video game terminology – have
begun referring to this as “the kill line.”
Every Day is Laundry Day at the Pentagon
Camp’s use of
the phrase “money laundering machine” is a reference to the corruption and
waste already rampant in the war department.
As he says, “Tax dollars are taken, rinsed in a big washing machine
called “national defense,” and then spit out into the pockets of bloodthirsty
war profiteering contractors.”
This is all textbook, predictable behavior of a declining empire. The ruling elites
loot the treasury to make themselves obscenely rich. Then they let the
peasantry starve while they bankrupt the country while looting faraway
resources at gunpoint.
It actually works well, if you’re a billionaire with
no conscience.
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