4 November 2011

Trust me …

Today, this phrase tends to raise your antennae, we usually believe that the person saying this is out to relieve us of something of value (a la Bernie Madoff). I was talking with Ricki this morning and reminisced about a simpler time when I was growing up in the Bronx, in the 1950’s. We had a candy store (Gross’s run by Mr. Gross and his son, Solly), there was a grocery store (Moskowitz’s run by three brothers whose names I no longer remember so we can refer to them as A, B, and C, or as Moe, Larry and Curly, as we kids called them the Three Stooges as they were always running around like crazy and fighting with one another). In any event, we children had credit at these stores. If we wanted to buy something, or our mothers asked us to pick something up, we would get the item(s), get the attention of the particular owner and simply say “trust me.” After a nod of the head, we went on our way. It was always our responsibility to bring in the money and pay it to the person issuing the “trust.” Ah, to return to those simpler timesOpen-mouthed smile

Those were the days my friend.

I don’t usually use this language….

Politicallly Correct

Occupy Wall Street

occupy wall street.   : Dry Bones cartoon.
Okay, so what do youthink is behind it all?

Who do youthink is carefully planning and secretly orchestrating the movement?

…Or do you think it’s a totally spontaneous and leaderless snowballing mass movement??Nu?

-Dry Bones- Israel’s Political Comic Strip Since 1973


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