Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for August 05, 2020

Is that the trickle down egonomics we’ve been waiting for?

Either… that is a Bear in disguise…

Or… that Finance Shark has way too many teeth! (Grin!)

I think he already has a cart full of that.

If man is the producer, and woman is the consumer, would Professor Divine kindly name the sex of the fat party in the middle?

First rule; Never pay retail

A mixture of economics and ergonomics – when YOU pay to do work!

Years ago one of my Dad’s friends, a “small holdings” farmer (i.e., one with a few hogs, a few steers, some corn, beans, milo, and 2 unstyled IHC’s) remarked to me that, “A farmer is a bid’nessman who buys ever’thing at retail and sells ever’thing at wholesale.”

A “Robbin’ Hood!”

Sounds sweet to the guy with the honey cart.

I was in small business for 25 years. The suppliers (producers and wholesalers) I bought from were not what most people would call rich and neither was I. We were all working to provide for our families and were middle income. However people who were not in business, particular those with government jobs, thought of us and spoke of us as rich. Envy can be dangerous.

Guy still has 3 years left on the cart loan.

Robin Hood stole from the government and gave it back to the taxpayer.

Someone’s gotta facilitate the transfer back to the rich of all the riches that Robin Hood stole from them and gave to the poor.

What are the poor going to do with all those riches, anyway? Buy stuff? There you go.

The “middle class” is made up of middle men making up middle management making a muddle of everything. God bless us.

“No thanks,” thinks the peasant. “I’ve got a cartload of what you’re selling!”

“Now, friend, I happen to like you, so tell me, what’s it gonna take to get you into a new dung cart?”

trickle down economics is urine the purchasers

that’s the stopper in the trickle

note the load of manure

The solution is in his cart …

I will not be made useless

I won’t be idled with despair

I will gather myself around my faith

For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know,

But they’re not yours they are my own

But they’re not yours they are my own

And I am never broken

Jewel Kilcher

I get that it’s fun to make sport of middlemen, just as people really get a bang out of lawyer jokes, but they serve a real purpose in any economy. If you’re out on your boat fishing every day, who’s got time to tend the fish shop? That’s why you need a fishmonger. And if the fishmonger’s shop is 5 leagues away from the harbor, who’s gonna truck the fish out there?

As we’ve learned lately while watching some of the wheels fall off the economy, it’s a complex mechanism, with many moving parts. As the old aphorism has it, the status quo didn’t get there by accident, somebody PUT it there.

Bid and asked.

I am enamored by trickle-up economics, which should work much better:

1. Pay workers higher wages.

2. Workers spend more money buying things.

3. Companies see a higher profit margin.

4. Owners, CEOs, shareholders get more money for their toys.

Everybody is happier.

What would Robin have to say about that?

Looks like the “poor” has a cart full of what the rich give us.