tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220965332011-04-21T13:50:37.357-05:00There is no way out. Warning! This is a depressing journey...uterdrichnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22096533.post-1140049733372553452006-02-15T17:38:00.000-06:002006-02-15T18:43:49.963-06:00Farewell, Mr. G! Bon Voyage and adieu Seniore Greenspan! Thank you for this 19 years of prosperity... but prosperity?<br /><br />A few days ago, I visited with a dear friend who lives in Dania beach. Paul, whom I have known for just over a decade was hosting a gathering celebrating his daughter's birthday. Later that night, I was introduced to mademoiselle Volimay who had just moved to the neighborhood. Between glasses of red and white wine I learned that her new 1 bedroom apartment went for a little over a quarter of a mill. To be precise, 276k. Although, nothing outrageous these days I was somewhat surprised that a building I am familiar with and that has no special attributes would be valued that high.<br /><br />More wine and more fingerfood and about an hour into the conversation I also learned that she got mortgaged in approximately 250k with an already sky-high personal debt of 35k. In other words, Ms. Volimay was now the proud owner of a tiny space where to house her fabuluous butt (yes, she looked good) and a colossal IOU. When the party was over (not the Greenspanky party), I noticed madame "black hole" leaving on a brand new sedan. Make it a colossal, unpayable debt.<br /><br />Her story is nothing but the story of hundreds of thousands if not millions of americans who are only one paycheck away from bankruptcy. How we got to this point I don't know but I do know that something does not add up. Every day, I see this kind of waste in orders of magnitud. Have we lost our minds? Are we a nation without a tradition which relies on misplaced values that only further consumption? Are we caught in a gigantic conspiracy created by the rich for the rich?<br /><br />You got it. I have no clue, neither my answers matter.<br /><br />I will never know what are we all about. But when I cannot see the beaches or the blue ocean while walking on north-beach streets because they have been walled behind spectacular high rises that go for 1.5 million a bedroom and when I see the owners struggling for a little bit of sun (on the sand) at their ocean front properties after 2 pm -the high rises block all sun at the beaches soon after midday-, I know we have gone too far.<br /><br />Next time will try to cheer you up :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22096533-114004973337255345?l=theorybitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>uterdrichnoreply@blogger.com