Tidbits from TNT Halloween Evening 10-31-19
.TNT:
Tishwash: Iraqi President: Prime Minister Has Agreed To Resign And Requests An Acceptable Alternative
Iraqi President Barham Salih, announced that Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi has agreed to resign, but with the demand for understanding on an acceptable alternative within the framework of the Constitution.
Saleh said in a speech, "The Prime Minister has agreed to submit his resignation, asking the political blocs to reach an acceptable alternative, in light of the commitment to constitutional and legal contexts and to prevent a constitutional vacuum."
He added, “I personally continue consultations and meetings with the various blocs, forces and popular actors, in order to bring about the desired reforms and within the constitutional and legal contexts in a manner that preserves the stability of Iraq, protects public security and promotes higher national interests, certain that the current situation is unsustainable. “We really need big changes to make.”
TNT:
Tishwash: Iraqi President: Prime Minister Has Agreed To Resign And Requests An Acceptable Alternative
Iraqi President Barham Salih, announced that Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi has agreed to resign, but with the demand for understanding on an acceptable alternative within the framework of the Constitution.
Saleh said in a speech, "The Prime Minister has agreed to submit his resignation, asking the political blocs to reach an acceptable alternative, in light of the commitment to constitutional and legal contexts and to prevent a constitutional vacuum."
He added, “I personally continue consultations and meetings with the various blocs, forces and popular actors, in order to bring about the desired reforms and within the constitutional and legal contexts in a manner that preserves the stability of Iraq, protects public security and promotes higher national interests, certain that the current situation is unsustainable. “We really need big changes to make.”
He continued, “The demands of the Iraqi people have been put to the test. In the grievances and adversity, the true and sincere men and the real men of the homeland appear to make adversity and adversity a means of leapfrogging, advancement and progress. We must make this circumstance suitable for construction and progress, and prevent the impulse and setback. ”
The President of the Republic, “Whether we are a government, parliament or popular events, the responsibility binds us all to protect the homeland from tampering with the bad intentions of the abusers just as it obliges us to get rid of corruption and spoilers, so I invite you and ourselves to protect our homeland and preserve the peaceful demonstrations so that we can all achieve the demands Iraq is healthy. ”
“I am with you, and I will stay, and I will do my best to fulfill the right demands. I am following with exceptional interest the investigation of the martyrs and the wounded. My heart and deep feelings with their generous families that deserve from the state all fairness and appreciation, no one is credited with this fairness, it is a responsibility and honesty, otherwise there is no good in a position, no matter how high and large, if he did not do justice to the oppressed and save a poor from his poverty and protect a country and cherish his sons. Iraq deserves a lot from us. ” link
Cutebwoy: Urgent .. Iraqi President announces the resignation of Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi
Iraqi President Barham Saleh said on Thursday that Prime Minister Adel Abdul Mahdi had agreed to resign.
The President of the Republic, during a television broadcast today, that the Prime Minister agreed to submit his resignation, demanding the blocks to choose the appropriate alternative.
President Saleh added that corruption files were referred to the judiciary.
President Saleh revealed that a national dialogue is underway in the presidency to discuss the structural imbalances in the system of government, in accordance with the constitutional and democratic contexts, and works to achieve the demand of Iraqis in the rule of Rashid.
Iraq has witnessed several demonstrations in various cities during the month, demanding the elimination of corruption and the provision of employment opportunities, which resulted in the occurrence of many martyrs.
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Earthfirst: Exclusive: Iran intervenes to prevent ousting of Iraqi prime minister - sources
BAGHDAD (Reuters) - Iran has stepped in to prevent the ouster of Iraqi Prime Minister Abdel Abdul Mahdi by two of Iraq’s most influential figures amid weeks of anti-government demonstrations, sources close to both men told Reuters. LINK
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JWill: I guess Abadi won’t be the temp PM? This has been the most confusing time ever in the history of DinarWorld. Oh well!! We move on.
TKing: After the RV follow the Rules,,, Customs agents seize $72G in cash from Orlando airport traveler https://www.foxnews.com/travel/cbp-seize-72g-airport-orlando
Mobius: If undeclared, it's Illegal and subject to seizure by customs !
Rogue: any amount over $10,000
Mot: Gathering Pecans in the Cemetery..............
On the outskirts of a small Panhandle town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts. “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,” said one boy. Several of the nuts dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
As they were dividing the nuts, another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me.” In an instant he just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and raced to find someone to tell about what he had heard..
Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along. “Come here quick,” said the boy, “you won’t believe what I heard! The devil and God are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!” The man said, “Beat it kid, can’t you see it’s hard for me to walk.” When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, “One for you, one for me. One for you, One for me.” The old man whispered, “Boy, you’ve been telling me the truth. Let’s see if we can see God.” Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of God. At last they heard, “One for you, one for me. That’s all… Now let’s go get those nuts by the fence and we’ll be done!”
They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid finally passed him on his bike.
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Mot: Here Ya Goes!!!... Whats Ur Halloween Name!!!! ..................
Mot: When the Clock Strikes Midnight!!!! .......................
X22 and more on a Quiet Sunday Night 10-20-19
.The [CB]s Didn’t See This Coming, Within The Agreement Is The Economic Plan - Episode 1999a
X22 Report: Oct 20, 2019
The [CB]s Didn’t See This Coming, Within The Agreement Is The Economic Plan - Episode 1999a
X22 Report: Oct 20, 2019
Attacks Will Intensify, Who Holds All The Cards? The End Is Near - Episode 1999b
X22 Report: Oct 20, 2019
From Recaps Archives:
“Quotes from Maxine….Life, Love and Losers”
“I just tried to book a makeover. They said they’d call me when the parts come in!”
“My brain’s not on vacation anymore…but it does seem to be considering an early retirement!”
“Your golden years are a time to start asking yourself life’s big questions…Like, “Now why did I come into this room? I knew a minute ago!”
“My favorite coffee flavor?....Under- a -dollar flavor!”
“I’ve got the ergonomic office chair…but, this job’s still a pain in the butte!”
“When the going gets tough……eat more fiber!”
“Going to work would be easier if I stayed in bed for a living!”
“Let your conscience by your guide……and you will never have any fun!”
“ Remember: Two Wrongs don’t make a right….It takes two wrongs a shin kick and a prank phone call!”
“I like to think of each day as a new mountain to be climbed, a new river to be crossed, a new neighbor to be mooned!”
“The only time I make a splash at a party is when I put more ice cubes in my drink!”
“TV is like a book you can sleep through!”
“Here’s a tip…If you have hot flashes you’re too old for hot pants!”
“You are welcome to kiss the cook. Guess where?”
“Ever get your fast food, and kinda wish they’d taken their time?”
“I tried getting away from it all…most of it followed me!”
“Every once in a while the girls get together for a brunch…that’s a cross between a brawl and a punch!”
“Never put off till tomorrow what you can ignore indefinitely!”
“I have an 8 to 5 job….Unfortunately it comes with a 10 to 2 paycheck!”
“ I work in a big office…..The conference room sleeps thirty!”
“They say that truth is inside you….That must be what’s giving acid reflux!”
“The Journey of 10 feet begins with a single “Where’s the $#%&^*!@ remote!”
“You can lead a horse to water…If you want the water to smell like horse for the rest of the day!”
“I applied for a loan, but the bank had zero percent interest.”
“I feel like I’ve left my mark on the world…..a scar is a type of mark, right?”
“In life there’s no free lunch…Unless you crash a wedding reception…then there’s free cake and booze too!”
“Reach for the stars….It keeps your chest from sagging!”
“I love soap operas…They make me feel so….what’s the word-Normal!”
“Love is in the air…in case you are wondering what that smell was!”
“Catch and release” is pretty much my policy when it comes to dating too!”
“The women in romance novels ought to throw a fit instead of heaving a bosom!”
“Romantic gestures are not my speciality…..driving gestures….sure!”
“If men are from Mars, we need to find the bozo who supplied them with spaceships!”
“Looking for a hot date? Pick any date in August…They don’t get much hotter than that!”
“I like to think of make-up as just another way to lie to men!”
“I’m what they call a “natural woman”….which just means “Not rich enough to get implants!”
“Men are only good for one thing…but, then you have to feed them between car repairs!”
“They say it’s not over till it’s over….Wow, I wonder how long it took ‘em to figure that one out?”
“When people ask me what I do, I say I’m in manufacturing…If they ask what kind, I tell them I make trouble for people who ask too many questions!”
“A single red rose says, “I love you” ….a window box of headless carnations says “Keep your dog in your own yard!”
“My boss asked me to take an anger management class this year…I told him I’m angry enough with management as it is!”
“You can tell Hollywood is full of environmentalists…they keep recycling the same plots!”
“Interesting coincidence…I have firewood, and the neighbor is missing an Adirondack chair!”
“It’s not the heat…It’s the boneheads who keep saying it’s not the heat!”
“I keep a well stock pantry in case friends drop by….I could hide in there for days!”
“I’m not sure that good things come to those who wait….but, I’ve noticed that bad things happen to people who cut in front of me in the express lane!”
“Instead of blogging about your life…try getting one!”
“Personally, I think conservatives and liberals should move toward the middle of the road….Makes it easier to run ‘em over!”
“It’s tough being a Congressman….try patting yourself on the back with both hands in constituents pockets!”
“ All my co-workers have great tans….Especially on their noses!”
“Riding the bus saves gas and helps the environment…plus, what other mode of transportation gives you so many chances to tell people where to get off?”
“ The only thing worse then seein’ a baseball player scratch himself on TV, is knowing he probably earned a couple grand while doing it!”
“The early bird may get the worm…but the night owl gets the tequila!”
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TNT:
Mot: Package Thief vs. Glitter Bomb Trap...................
READY...SET...WHOA! by Dr. Dinar 9-29-19
.Thank you Dr. Dinar
READY... SET... WHOA! by Dr. Dinar
As we ease into October of 2019, the one phrase we continue to hear over and over again is "Everybody's ready, everything's in place, we're simply waiting for the GO signal."
There's only one problem. We've been hearing that very same phrase for the past 2 or 3 years.
I don't know about you but I've lost quite a bit of faith in that statement.
Actually, more than just a bit.
As a matter of fact, I've pretty much filed that phrase under the same category as "Sooner than later" and "We're in the window".
The category starts with an "M"... for Meaningless.
And as much as we continually hear there haven't been any delays, the longer this continues to drag out the less I believe in that statement.
If I have to hear about the horses waiting anxiously in the starting gate one more time, I'm going to open up my own Glue Factory.
Thank you Dr. Dinar
READY... SET... WHOA! by Dr. Dinar
As we ease into October of 2019, the one phrase we continue to hear over and over again is "Everybody's ready, everything's in place, we're simply waiting for the GO signal."
There's only one problem. We've been hearing that very same phrase for the past 2 or 3 years.
I don't know about you but I've lost quite a bit of faith in that statement.
Actually, more than just a bit.
As a matter of fact, I've pretty much filed that phrase under the same category as "Sooner than later" and "We're in the window".
The category starts with an "M"... for Meaningless.
And as much as we continually hear there haven't been any delays, the longer this continues to drag out the less I believe in that statement.
If I have to hear about the horses waiting anxiously in the starting gate one more time, I'm going to open up my own Glue Factory.
Well, I would but I'd need to exchange some IQD first. So I guess that will have to wait.
You get the point. Things can only be "ready to go" for so long before they're no longer ready to go.
Does that mean the plan has changed? That sounds a bit more plausible.
For as many decades as this traveling Circus has been on the road it's easy to believe there have been more than a few delays along the way.
Some they could plan for. Others, not so much.
Again, with a never before attempted task as monumental as the GCR, easily understandable.
For example, how many times have you set up your Saturday morning schedule of chores only to just get started and first thing outta the gate, blindsided by the unforseen.
That's life. Regardless of how well you've planned, things rarely, if ever, go as planned.
For example, let's say your goal for the weekend is to begin your Saturday by mowing the lawn and straight outta the gate, the lawnmower won't start.
Sure enough, it's out of gas. Next stop, the garage to grab a nearby gas can (one of seven or so waiting patiently on the shelf as this is not a new experience).
Wouldn't you know it, it's empty as well. So it's off to the gas station you go.
Upon arrival, you immediately see that your "fave" pump is clear and it's gonna be your day.
Only one small problem. Reaching for your debit card you instantly discover you've forgotten your wallet.
Easy to understand as only a crazy person mows the lawn with their wallet in their cargo shorts pocket.
Nobody wants to mistakenly mow down their wallet, completely shredding everything inside.
Jumping in your car, it's back home you go.
Fortunately you only live a couple miles away.
Knowing you'll be back in a flash, this is really no big deal and should only set you back a half hour or so.
After all, you've been mapping out the entire scenario in your mind all the way home. No worries, you got this.
Upon arriving home, you run in the house knowing all too well just exactly where your wallet is.
Your default spot, where it always is.
Running in the house, it's off to your dresser you go.
It's THE spot for your wallet. Been that way for longer than you can remember.
Well, not this time. Not on top of the dresser.
Not behind the dresser. Not in a top drawer. Not anywhere.
It's gone. Just plain gone. So much for your so called plan. Now what.
That plan just went out the "everybody's ready, everything's in place, just waiting for the GO signal" window.
Whispering (okay, screaming) in your head "Think, you idiot... THINK! Where could that dang thing be!"
It has to be here somewhere. "Ohhh, that's right. Now I remember!"
It quickly dawns on you that you ordered a pizza last night and needed your wallet to tip the delivery guy.
Heading to the living room, knowing it has to be sitting on the table by the front door, on top of the TV, the coffee table, one of those three spots.
It's guaranteed to be there, just like the 30 minute delivery guarantee. It's good as gold.
Or is it. Scouting around, you're still not seeing it. But you know it's close and you'll find it sooner than later.
Under the couch. Behind the TV. That would be a double NO.
Okay, think. Where could it be.
Doing your best not to get too stressed, you already know the last place you used it. To tip the delivery driver.
So you got that goin' for you, which is nice.
Now all you have to do is find it. Between the couch cushions? Nope. In the car keys bowl by the front door? Another nope.
In the pocket of the sweatshirt you were wearing last night when you went to pay the driver? Again, nope.
Okay, now it's getting to be more than a bit stressful.
Looking at the clock you quickly realize that you're already over an hour past your scheduled time for completing the mow job and you've yet to get started.
But you've still got time and you'll be back on track before you know it.
All these missing wallet problems far behind you.
Telling yourself to calm down isn't working.
So what's the next best thing to bring down your heart rate? Food.
Yep, a "search snack" of some sort. Works every time.
Guaranteed to take your mind off the situation and help you to relax.
And what's better than "day after" pizza. Ummm... nothing!
It's almost as if this whole experience was meant to be.
Rushing to the fridge, knowing you still have half a pizza remaining from last nights delivery, it's off to pizza nirvana you go.
As you grab the box, more than ready to dive on in, what's that staring you right in the face.
No flippin' way. How can that be. It can't, but yet, it is.
Yes, it's your wallet. The very same wallet you've been searching everywhere for over the past 45 minutes.
Then it all comes flooding back.
Shortly before putting the box of uneaten pizza in the fridge, you couldn't help but grab one last slice and as your hands were full, you plopped your wallet down on the box as you began chomping away.
Phew, mystery solved. Time to call off Jim Rockford, his services won't be needed here.
Feeling as if you deserve a Finders Fee, a reward of some sort, for finding your wallet, you can't help but grab a slice before you quickly scramble out the door, jump in your car and head back to the gas station.
Doing your best not to get too down on yourself for this stupid mistake, knowing it was only a two hour setback, all has not been lost
You still have plenty of time to mow the lawn.
Wallet in your pocket, all you have to do is grab a couple gallons of gas and you'll be home and mowin' away in no time.
Pulling in the gas station driveway and seeing your fave pump is once again wide open, it's a sure sign you'll be out of there and back home in no time.
Swiping your debit card and punching in your PIN, everything's ready to go.
Oops, forgot to grab the gas can. Rookie mistake.
Easily understandable as it's not like you have to do this last minute scramble to the gas station every week.
Walking around to the back of your car, opening the trunk, reaching for the gas can and BAM, it's not there.
Say WHAT!?! I know I brought it. I had it in my hands the first time I was here.
Then it dawns on you that yes, you did indeed have it in your hands the first time you were there.
And you set it down next to the pump prior to realizing that you'd forgotten your wallet.
And in your haste to rush home to grab your wallet, you left the gas can sitting by the pump.
Your first thought is "If I ever catch the guy that stole it I'll..." but calming yourself, you decide to head on inside the Gas-N-Go in hopes it was found by some kind soul and returned, knowing you'd be returning for it soon.
No such luck. And even worse, the clerk informs you that they're currently out of gas cans as they've had a run on them as of late.
That's when it hits you. You've been down this road before.
Hence the other half dozen gas cans sitting empty on the shelf in the garage, one of which you'd be grabbing before you headed back to the station for the third time.
No sweat, third time's the charm.
Heading back to your car, shaking your head in defeat, wondering how could all of your plans have gone so wrong, you decide to top off your tank.
After all, you've already submitted your card, not much more of a delay.
Might as well make the best of a bad situation. At least it will save you a trip later on in the week.
Click... click... click. $1.43 later, your tank is full and you're good to go.
Okay, so you filled up a couple days ago and didn't really need this trip to the station after all.
But you did need your wallet. And if it wasn't for this whole fiasco playing out the way it did, who knows how long it would've taken you to find it.
Let alone to even realize it was missing. At least not until what's sure to be a rather stressful Monday morning thanks to today's plans falling through.
Thank you Universe, you done good. Well, good enough anyway.
All the way home you're working out your Plan C for the rest of the day.
Sure, you're behind schedule by about 4 hours but there's still time to get back to your house, grab a gas can, rush back to the gas station, and make it back home again in time to mow the lawn.
Woo Hoo, all is not lost after all. You got this!
Almost home, rounding the corner, Dangit! You've gotta be kidding me!
Pulling in your driveway you can't help but notice that your auto-sprinklers are on full blast and your lawn is completely soaked.
Which, as anybody that's ever mowed a lawn knows, is the number one "No Go" signal for mowing the lawn.
Which is also the reason why you needed to get an early morning start in the first place. In order to beat the sprinklers.
So much for all your Saturday plans. The lawn will never be dry before dark. Looks like you'll have to give it another go tomorrow.
Oh wait, no can do. You already made plans to have friends over to watch football. Better make plans for next Saturday instead.
Now, what to do with the rest of your Saturday since all of your plans have been cancelled.
Looks like it's going to be an afternoon chillaxin' on the couch with a few slices of leftover pizza.
Sitting there, you begin to reflect on this whole GCR thing and can't help but wonder if this is what's going on with those hard working guys and gals back at GCR Headquarters.
Perhaps they're experiencing these same glitches, continually making plans, only to have them fall through time and time again.
Can't be something as stupid as them simply forgetting to wind the GCR Clock. Or can it?
Naw, chances are the QFS is now in charge of the GCR Clock along with all of its other duties.
One would also think they have a backup plan as well, just in case their original clock goes cuckoo.
And what about all of the people rumored to be waiting "on hold" at some 7,000 Exchange Centers across the country. They have to be pretty sick and tired of leftover pizza by now.
Any way you choose to look at it, at least you know there are many others who share your frustration of endless plans being cancelled.
At this point the only thing you know for certain is you're guaranteed to have the best Christmas ever.
And by the time your family and friends arrive for the holidays you're going to have the best looking lawn on the block.
That is, of course, unless you run out of gas and have to make alternate plans.
If that happens, then all bets are off.
Hang in there folks. We're getting closer with each passing day and before you know it you'll be ever so grateful that you never gave up.
Sincerely,
Dr. Dinar
We're All In This Together by Dr. Dinar 9-22-19
We're All In This Together
by Dr. Dinar
So, here we are, nearing the end of September 2019. Yes, you read that correctly. 2019! And we're still broke and waiting.
How can that be. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.
For those of you that have been around for a good number of years I'm sure you'll remember the feeling of praying that your IQD order would arrive in time.
After all, we only had a couple few short days before the RV was gonna "pop" and you'd hate to miss out on such a "once in a lifetime, too good to be true" event simply because the Fed Ex driver threw your package on the wrong porch.
We're All In This Together
by Dr. Dinar
So, here we are, nearing the end of September 2019. Yes, you read that correctly. 2019! And we're still broke and waiting.
How can that be. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.
For those of you that have been around for a good number of years I'm sure you'll remember the feeling of praying that your IQD order would arrive in time.
After all, we only had a couple few short days before the RV was gonna "pop" and you'd hate to miss out on such a "once in a lifetime, too good to be true" event simply because the Fed Ex driver threw your package on the wrong porch.
Even worse, some of the rumors floating around back then painted a horrifying picture of a convoy of Fed Ex drivers pullin' a mutiny, driving their trucks overflowing with dinar deliveries straight down the Overseas Highway to Key West, grabbin' hold of their Pirate's Booty shortly before scramblin' aboard a fast boat to the Bahamas, never to be seen nor heard from again.
Fortunately for all of us, that super scary scenario never materialized.
Just as the "this RV is gonna pop in the next two weeks" rumor window never came true. Just another rumor.
Was this our formal introduction to the RV Rumormill? Looking back, as it turns out I guess you could say it was.
Did we recognize it at the time? Nope. We just thought it was someone's way too overactive imagination, once again, running away with them. Or with our IQD as it were.
Which, for the most apart, was easily understandable.
I mean, there we were. A bunch of regular everyday folks from all walks of life, perhaps 1% of us at most having any prior experience dealing with foreign currency at any level, expecting to turn a thousand dollars into millions.
Talk about insane, we were pretty much the default Poster Children for insanity.
In fact, back then I'll bet you could check the internet for the definition of the word lunatic and chances are you'd see a photo of a typical Dinarian.
Or as we were so affectionately known to the higher-ups back then, a Toothless Crackhead.
Sure, you could say we were totally gullible but we couldn't avoid being lured in by people that claimed to know someone high up that we didn't know nor had any hopes of knowing.
Someone that supposedly knew someone who really knew something secret about something we'd never know anything about.
But it's not like we were waiting outside a Casino in Reno, hoping to get invited in to join an exclusively elusive Group. Now THAT would be insane.
Okay, so yeah, we were pretty much fish in a barrel, waiting for the gun to go off.
Add to that most of us being completely surrounded by a sea of naysaying Wives, Brother in Law's, Cousins, Barbers, Gardeners, Hairdressers, Baristas, you name it, all of them thinking we should be locked up in a nearby random Rubber Room because we'd obviously lost our minds.
Therefore it was easily understandable that an inmate or two had flown the Cuckoo's Nest and somehow managed to get such an unbelievable rumor bouncing around in Dinarland.
However, what we didn't know was just how prevalent the rumors would come to be.
Not to mention each one out to outdo the current level of insanity, taking the extreme to new and never before seen heights.
In the beginning it was all Iraq, all the time. And so you'd think they'd eventually run out of "stuff" to blab about. But oh how wrong you'd be in thinking such a thing.
From Maliki's relentlessly moronic monkey business to Talibani's having a heart attack and being flown to Germany one day, only to be spotted playing a quick 18 holes with Allawi, Barzani and Shabibi at Baghdad Country Club the next day, it was easy to see there was nowhere these Rumorians were afraid to tread.
Nothing was off limits for them. After all, they had a ready-made audience starving for camelcrumbs, ready, willing, and able to devour what few nuggets came floating their way.
Again, easily understandable because for the majority of us Iraq was like the lost city of Atlantis.
A place we'd all heard of, hoping it existed, but for 98% of us a place that only existed on our computer monitors and TV screens.
What we did have was hope. Faith. Believing that as ridiculous as some of the rumors were, we still had to believe that Iraq was real.
Therefore the RV was real as well.
And based on our research (since we had plenty of time to do lots of research), Iraq was indeed real.
Even if most of the "stories" emanating from the Green Zone weren't.
As time went on, the GCR digging in and getting some traction, they continually turned up the rumor wick, creating some of the most "off the wall" rumors you can imagine.
It was almost as if they'd hired a team of Hollywood screenwriters (which, come to think of it, was another rumor floating around at the time) to constantly keep the World of Confusium well fed.
With each new Country and currency added to the "baskets", along came a fresh supply of hopium to keep all of Dinarleand overflowing with insanity.
Just when you thought it couldn't get any crazier, there was an Alien Clone Prepper wearing a gold tie holding a fringeless New Republic flag waiting just around the next corner, anxious to prove you wrong.
That has been the one constant in all of this. The constant rumors.
We've always been told that as we near the end of this journey we'd see a decrease in the amount of currency available for purchase.
We'll never really know if that's true or not. And to be honest, it would take an awful lot for me to believe it anyway.
But one thing we'll never see is any decrease in the creative minds constantly conjuring up more rumors for us to run on.
Why would they stop. It's the fool... oops, I mean "fuel" of Dinarland.
Continually keeping everyone looking over here, while the real going's-on will always remain over there.
Behind the curtain, never to be known by us regular folks.
And if it's in the news, it's only because it's either already happened or it's what they want you to believe is happening.
Nothing whatsoever to do with what we want to know.
Regardless of who or what you believe, as crazy as it may seem, at the end of the day the one "dependable" we can all depend on is our belief in the RV/GCR scenario and its eventually fruitful outcome.
While we may not know the rate or date, nor the "how" it's all going to play out, one thing we do know is that there's someone else out there that shares our thoughts and beliefs, as well as our perseverance. Which is huge.
And they're willing to go the distance, just as we are.
Isn't it somehow strangely comforting to know there's another 5 million or so people in the world heading in the same direction, equally as insane as you are.
It is for me, that's for sure.
I'd hate to think I'm gonna be alone in that Rubber Room.
Hang in there folks, we're all in this together and we're almost there.
Sincerely,
Dr. Dinar
"Let's Get Ready To Crumble" by Dr. Dinar
."Let's Get Ready To Crumble!"
by Dr. Dinar
Finally. Actually, it's more like FINALLY!
Like climbing Mt. Everest in the strongest of storms, it comes in steps. Tiers if you will.
One foot in front of the other, step after step, after step, until finally, just when you begin to think it will never happen, it does.
You've finally reached the peak and shockingly enough, the climb is over. Or is it.
Actually, no, it isn't. Yes, your original goal of reaching the top has been accomplished. And that is definitely a feat in and of itself.
Matter of fact, congratulations on making it this far. As far as I'm concerned, we all deserve a survival medal of some kind. Even if it's only because we've kept our sanity for this long.
But lest we forget, post mountain top celebration, after your flag has been planted, you still have to make it back to the bottom of the mountain.
"Let's Get Ready To Crumble!"
by Dr. Dinar
Finally. Actually, it's more like FINALLY!
Like climbing Mt. Everest in the strongest of storms, it comes in steps. Tiers if you will.
One foot in front of the other, step after step, after step, until finally, just when you begin to think it will never happen, it does.
You've finally reached the peak and shockingly enough, the climb is over. Or is it.
Actually, no, it isn't. Yes, your original goal of reaching the top has been accomplished. And that is definitely a feat in and of itself.
Matter of fact, congratulations on making it this far. As far as I'm concerned, we all deserve a survival medal of some kind. Even if it's only because we've kept our sanity for this long.
But lest we forget, post mountain top celebration, after your flag has been planted, you still have to make it back to the bottom of the mountain.
Which, in our case, the "bottom of the mountain" equates to a randomly undisclosed Exchange Center supposedly located in an abandoned strip mall, monitored by self-flying safety drones, within 80 miles of your house.
And I truly believe that with each passing day we're getting ever closer to completing our journey. Our trip back to our home Base Camp.
For the most part, while it can be difficult to actually see our progress, mainly because the fog in Dinarland can be so thick 'n heavy at times, the evidence is undeniably all around us.
One look from above the fog and it gets easier to tell that we have to be getting closer to our goal each and every day.
After all, how long can they have everything "done", everybody "in position and ready to go", without finally releasing this thing. This thing called a GCR.
A year. Check. Two years. Double Check! Three years and counting... once again, Check! Check!! CHECK!!!
However, at some point this out-of-control snowball has to crest the top of the mountain and begin its steep descent down the other side of Mt. GCR.
And despite popular opinion, I truly believe this "sticks 'n stones and broken bones" filled snowball is actually picking up speed. At least a sense of urgency anyway.
And when I say picking up speed, all one has to do is take a look at the quickly crumbling Global Economy from an "outside the U.S. box of fake news" perspective and it's easy to see.
Don't bother turning on your TV for anything resembling the truth. They tend to paint a very nice picture of the U.S. economy and just how well our USD is doing in relation to the global markets.
Which, believe it or not, it is. At least it appears that way, anyway.
Problem is, as well as it "appears" to be doing, it's only because we happen to be the prettiest pig at the Miss Universe Pig Pageant.
They've pretty much gussied up the good ol' USD, slapping on as much makeup and lipstick as it can possibly hold, all in hopes of painting a very pretty picture.
Then had the nerve to declare us to be the winners. Strictly by default, of course.
But it worked. At least as far as Arnold Ziffel and most of the world is concerned anyway.
Day after day, week after week, the rest of the world continues to clammer to the only known safe harbor. The good ol' dependable USD. The prettiest pig in town.
What is it they say again about "Any port in a storm"? Well, we, meaning the U.S., just happens to be said port.
The "storm" in question happens to be an economic collapse of global proportions.
As sad as that is, that's a sign of progress, pushing us ever closer to the asset-backed switchover we all anxiously await.
Eventually the current FIAT based system will run out of sinking shoulders to climb on and will be forced to go asset-backed as well, finally declaring the U.S. is good to go. Good as gold!
Otherwise, it will be the "crumbling" felt 'round the world. If they continue on as they are, that is.
And from the ashes, the U.S. will rise, once again living up to the hype as the greatest country in the world. And well deservedly I might add.
So kids, I highly recommend you grab your popcorn, your favorite drink, and get comfy on the couch.
We've payed our money, along with our yearly "You're crazy, it's too good to be true!" dues, for these well worn Pay-Per-View seats.
Now it's our turn... Let's Get Ready To Crumble!
Hang in there folks, this journey is almost over.
Sincerely,
Dr. Dinar