—or, at least, money.
“Money,” a wise man once told me, “is survival. No money … … no survival.”
I was low on LSD at the time (relax—it’s the old abbreviation for Pounds, Shillings, and Pence) and took the advice to heart. But money is just a means of converting your own time, talent, and efforts into someone else’s, no? Oh, come on~! The products thereof!? No? (Sheesh!)
So bearing that in mind … and what has we here? (As the nasty villain giant says in the movie BFG (horrible guy, says it just before wee Sophie puts him in his place)(oops, I digress …).
Bugger, here’s your quote before I goof more further—
—oops— that wasn’t meant to happen, but sure beats me typing the quote out in full (and he’s right about them girls! Boom boom!).
Is that I think Mr Putin and his merry mates are perhaps just a wee bit worried about the future; especially the low
man person-power available for their armed forces. Hence the semi-free money for reproducers.
And good luck to them—I watched a Dvd the other night (horrible quality from WW2 cinematography and stuff, but got the message) to the effect that Russia is not to be trifled with.
Disc was called “The Battle of Russia” — a lot of American WW2 filmage too—
—horribly dated, scratchy, and if you are of a mind you could cut out everything until just after Napoleon … but if you do that you’d lose a lot of important background.
I could be wrong, and mistaken too … but I think the Russians would really just like to be left alone to get on with it. In peace. Stalin is dead now and hopefully ol’ Marx too. Dumb idea anyway … ‘free money’ just doesn’t work as a way of life. It can’t. Here, have a few moneys on me—
—ol’ Ben was a favourite of mine too, I’d love to collect his portraits like that …
“Me too, Argie! Collection plates are a bit pauce these days …”