Jewish Odysseus: Is Bloomberg Planning a Tienanmen Against That Slimy Rabble?

Friday, October 7, 2011

Is Bloomberg Planning a Tienanmen Against That Slimy Rabble?

Wall Street's Future? We should be so lucky.

Well, just keep your eye on the stock exchanges...If they continue to tank, that soulless plutocrat will sweep those smelly punks off the streets like Chiang Kai-Shek wiped out the Communists in Shanghai in 1927. "Why should a few thousand snobby, doped-out losers cause billions of dollars of portfolio value to be wiped out? Off with their heads!"

Or, as so perfectly elucidated by Lucien Bodard in his awesome book about Vietnam, "The Quicksand War":

“If filial obedience no longer existed the whole of Vietnamese society must crumble. The time had come for the defense of the ancient ways.

The middle classes of Saigon, the governing bourgeoisie who had made advances to Nguyen Binh, suddenly realized that their own skins were at stake and wealth itself was threatened. As soon as they discovered this they grew very savage. There was no longer any question of the slightest “gentleness”; no question of the Vietminh’s nationalism. Now it was to be repression with blood and torture, a hundred times crueler than the French of earlier days.

It all developed very fast. Nguyen Phan-Long, that crooked genius who had shown himself such a simpleton as prime minister, was replaced by Father Huu, a veteran of the old school. And what came to power with Huu was money, the landowners, the confederation of the rich. Possessors who fear for their possessions are cruel, and nowhere are they crueler than in Manhattan Asia."

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The Odyssey by Homer, Chapter 21:

For long Odysseus stood with the bow in his hands, handling it as a minstrel handles a lyre when he stretches a cord or tightens a peg. Then he bent the great bow; he bent it without an effort, and at his touch the bow-string made a sound that was like the cry of a swallow. The wooers seeing him bend that mighty bow felt, every man of them, a sharp pain at the heart. They saw Odysseus take up an arrow and fit it to the string. He held the notch, and he drew the string, and he shot the bronze-weighted arrow straight through the holes in the back of the axe-heads. Then as Eumæus took up the axes, and brought them outside, he said, ‘Thou seest, lord Telemachus, that thy guest does not shame thee through foolish boasting. I have bent the bow of Odysseus, and I have shot the arrow aright. But now it is time to provide the feast for the lords who woo thy lady mother. While it is yet light, the feast must be served to them, and with the feast they must have music and the dance.’ Saying this he nodded to Telemachus, bending his terrible brows. Telemachus instantly girt his sword upon him and took his spear in his hand. Outside was heard the thunder of Zeus. And now Odysseus had stripped his rags from him and was standing upright, looking a master of men. The mighty bow was in his hands, and at his feet were scattered many bronze-weighted arrows.