Forever Blowing Bubbles

Remember when you got bubbles? It came in a pink bottle, usually, and was part of the gift bag for li'l Billy's birthday party. This child's chotchkee was, and still is, universally loved. You would carefully twist off the cap, treating each drop as if it were uranium. The thought of spilling this sweet soap was devastating. The dual ring staff which was included featured a side for either big or small bubbles.

The actual blowing of bubbles soon became an art. The most basic techniques were the slow blow, which required patience, consistency, and a steady hand. This would lead to beautiful, big bubbles which cradled the light around it. Another technique was just blowing into the ring as hard as you could. A bubble ballet fueled by breath danced into the twilight. A wide society of bubbles strive to float high before the night fell upon them.

No matter how big or small every bubble bursts. We love bubbles. Whether through suds or gum, we enjoy bubbles. Part of the fun is trying to top your personal best bubble.

Over the past two decades, bubbles have boosted our economy. Dollars and dreams floated for years on bubbles, not realizing that they do burst. First, came the dotcom bubble of the '90s. This was the perfect vehicle for an emperor with invisible clothes.

Unprecedented amounts of venture dollars were poured into Wall Street and Main Street. In many ways, this was a false economy. While the Internet may be the best thing since sliced bread, many sites went into the oven without enough ingredients. Others were left in for too long.

The bubble burst because many simply believed that if you put a ".com" at the end of a series of words, the money would roll in. Of course a lot of money rolled in even before any one's fingers touched a keyboard or mouse pad. The economic bubble of the '90s was beautiful. It grew and captured the world which was reflected in its surroundings. It burst.

The bubble of this past decade was a bit more tangible. The best way to make a buck over the past six years was in housing. The classic cliche of buy low and sell high, once reserved for stock speculation, found its way into neighborhoods. House flipping grew as an industry. It became more than just passing on a handy man's special. It became a real life board game.

Land and real estate are always good bets. I'm all for free and open markets. Just so long as they are real. The Cowboy and Chief promoted an ownership society. For most, home ownership will be their most reliable asset. I don't think an ownership society where you buy on Baltic Avenue to sell at Park Places prices is what W had in mind.

With the dotcom and housing bubbles already burst, what false market awaits us? It is already here. The go green, or grow green effort of the past 30 years is now planted in our lives. From the laughable carbon footprints to the conversion of one natural resource into another; the eco bubble blows into the economy more by mandate than innovation or market forces.

There is always a market for something. eBay proved that. It did it without any help. The regulations handed down by government have forced businesses to adapt. The greening of America has some merit. It is easy to argue for clean water and air. Both produce bubbles.

The eco bubble was created as simply as the dotcom and housing bubbles. Yet it is even more fragile. It is like an overbearing parent grabbing their child's wrist and forcing a bubble. It will look like the other bubbles, and ultimately burst. However, there will not be that same feeling of discovery and amazement. The creation of bubbles will become boring, chore like, and ultimately loathsome.

Part of the beauty of blowing bubbles is wanting to create more.


© EMH, 2008

The Worst _______ Since the Great Depression

Despite the recent housing and employment numbers, I haven't noticed an increase in the bread line. This is not to make light of the issues and concerns many Americans face. Politicians, the species which practically invented opportunism, will use the plight of the populi to further an agenda.

To this day, The Left uses an event which took place eight decades ago and hangs it around the neck of political opponents. To say that we are in the worst economy since the Great Depression is fear peddling worthy of the worst snake oil salesman. This allows for government cures for whatever ails ya. If not the worst economy, the worst housing market, if not that, the worst radio serial.

This is lazy, albeit, effective politics. In a world of iPods, HD, Home Depot (the other HD), SUVs, and food filled fat bellies, the worst anything since the Great Depression is not accurate. The Left's form of political Mad Libs scares citizens and keeps programs pumping pork into the American arteries.

If in 1940, the GOP turned to the Southern Democrats and cited that this is the worst injustice since the Civil War, it would not be taken seriously. Pious progressives push the past more than antique dealers on eBay. They just can't get over it. Every effort to move on calls to the gloomy grey ghosts of yesteryear.

The only reason we ever find ourselves in any situation resembling the Great Depression is the stagnant, static, socialist safety net The Left put up.

Unfortunately, the safety net was built with razor wire. It looks safe from up high, put it will rip you to shreds when you fall.

-Heroes don't die, they live within us.

© EMH, 2008

The Contract

HRC, herself, got a mule kick in the pants suit last night as she rolled to victory in Texas and Ohio. Despite standing against the Secular Messiah, she offered the Democrat Establishment salt of the earth. The flavor went down nicely

This is no surprise. The Democrat Party is made up of yellow dogs and dyed wool. It relies heavily on voting blocs, which do more to alienate than unite. Race and gender have exposed the Democrat Party. So called Progressive Politics are mired in the movements of the past.

Make no mistake, if neither Senator O or HRC, herself, has the necessary number of delegates for the nomination, she will get it. The Queen of Heartbreak cut the deck about ten years ago, and came up aces. When her King failed to fall on his sword, which got him in trouble in the first place, she pounced on it. She dealt a wild card to the Dems. Now she will cash in her chips. She was humiliated and went against every tenant of feminism, not for him, but for herself.

A safe senate seat was a nice start. A high profile state like New York was much better than Arkansas. Illinois would have been nice, and carried less carpet fibers. Ironically, The One standing in her way sits high upon his junior senate seat from said state. If He does not come up with the needed number for nomination, HRC herself will ride to the convention via Michigan and Florida. Superdelegates will be threatened with Kryptonite, with lead nowhere in sight.

This has indeed been great political theatre. Whether planned or not, it has put two candidates, with very similar agendas, at the forefront. They are both Agents of the Left. They are collectivists and One Worlders. Personality punches through in today's Popitics. She is not likable. He is engaging and charismatic. He should win. She will win.

Senator O has the tenor of the times, the sea of sheep, and Messianic magnetism.

HRC, herself, has a contract.

This is just theory. If it was not written down, it never happened.

-Heroes don't die, they live within us.

© EMH, 2008