<As our wannabee spagetti-western Julius Caesar unilaterally pisses off everybody on the planet with his remarkable lack of diplomatic finesse, it's not hard to image the world's leaders and a rabble of currency speculators reacting to America's bullying tactics with a rapid assault on the increasingly vulnerable dollar. Could be an interesting conflagration.>
For myself, I quite like King George II. So far, I pretty much agree with his various decisions. I don't have a problem with him taking on Saddam who runs the world on dog eat dog principles. If the USA takes over Iraq, that's fine by me.
Heck, if they took over New Zealand it wouldn't be all bad, though it would be a sneaky way of regaining the America's Cup, which will be won again by a Kiwi [since all three boats still in the running are skippered by Kiwis: Team New Zealand [holding the cup, skippered by Dean Barker], Alinghi [skippered by Russell Judas Coutts], and Oracle [skippered by Chris Dickson - who told Larry Ellison to get off the boat].
I will be interested to see the spectacle of the vicious international currency speculators taking on Uncle Sam and Uncle Al.
In the blue corner, wearing the Everlast trunks up to his nose, with glistening gold-plated gloves, the terrifying, but more terrified, Kung Fu Killer from Hong Kong, the smartest, quickest, mouse-manouevering Aztec monster, Jaaayyyyyyyyyyyy Chennnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
In the red corner, wearing nothing but a dollar sign on his huge, hairy chest, Uncle Sam, with Uncle Al calling the shots from the corner.
Uncle Sam is looking quite nervous because he's dripping sweat off his chin already - no, hang on, that's drool.
There's no referee, so they move to the centre and touch gloves - whoops, those aren't gloves Uncle Sam is wearing, they look like some kind of round metal ball ... with "Fat Boy" written on it. Hahahah!! Uncle Sam sure has got a sense of humour. J6P is notably fat so it must be a reference to Uncle Sam's propensity to load up on 5,000 calories a day at McDonalds. He's forgotten to wipe the drool off his lips since he tossed in a pile of KFC too. He sure does look like a Size 12 Sumo wrestler! Jay will be much too quick for him.
Jay doesn't mess around. He swings, catching Uncle Sam right in the ankle. Uncle Sam appears not to notice. Jay moves behind him to strike Uncle Sam in the Archille's tendon. Uncle Sam inadvertently steps back while posing for the cameras - Jay darts sideways, escaping by a whisker...
...to be continued/
Personally, I'm laying odds on Uncle Sam.
Mqurice
PS: <Jay, OTOH, is counting on the specie, the true money, gold, to do what it had done for as long as anyone can remember and before that, to do the right thing, be the money that rules over all cash.
The financial-scape is becoming more, not less, dangerous by the day, and in fact, by the year as well. At the end of this current play, few will remain standing, much less fighting trim.>
Will Jay be standing and fighting trim? Be here for the next exciting installment. |
