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CRYMTYPHON5 months, 2 weeks ago
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If you listen to one genuine economist,
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- he uses consistent terms and real models.
He knows fifty times the idiot who pokes a finger in your chest while shouting what's what.
But, then you listen to fifty genuine economists;
- and somehow they add up to 1 village idiot.
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deathray5 months, 2 weeks ago
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CRYMTYPHON5 months, 2 weeks ago
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The PlayGround
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12:30, in the shady spot between the monkey bars and the swings.
Young Crymtyphon sits with his nerdy friends.
They are sketching on the basketball court with chalk
swiped from the art room.
A shadow is cast; they look up to see
DeathRay and his gang of gum-chewing,
gritt-spitting gang of future thugs
"Beat it, losers," hisses DeathRay. He has a batman lunchbox
full of rocks , and he swings it back and forth like the hammer of hell.
Crymtyphon stands. So do his friends. He smiles, rubbing out the
chalk marks carefully with his foot.
With the mildest of smiles they walk away.
"Losers," snickers Deathray.
Quicksilver , his leather-clad girlfriend from sixth grade,
is staring down at a few remaining chalk marks.
"What they were drawing? It looks like stock quotes and computer designs.
I wonder what microsoft is?"
They laugh the question away; and only the years taught them the bitter answer:
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