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Economics 499

by ErgoErgun

Member since 2002 · Posted 14 May 2002 · Edited 14 May 2002 · 8 comments

Debtor's prison exists solely in the soul these days: mortgages are waged on the brain; residual payments appear in pain. In the territory of inefficiency economics loses currency: Demand is displaced by cajoling and open hands, Supply by a roll of the die and clemency of man... Still, the masquerade continues: Human flesh denotes the confines of fines, and margin calls on guilt force dollar signs from passerby's. Here's some modern economic theory: In the sanctum of ineptitude what balances being? Charity mixed with one's desire for living.

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8 comments

[2] anonymous 16-May-02/4:34 PM Reply
Not bad. Not good either. Actually, really not good. Go back to economics and leave English alone.
[2] anonymous 17-May-02/3:54 AM Reply
Provocative and nice authority of the language. Idiots give great poems bad ratings because they can't comprehend meaning. I feel your pain.
[2] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 23-May-02/10:48 AM Reply
Nice allegory of economics! No, wait, it's crap!
[n/a] gsosville 31-May-02/8:12 AM Reply
boring, retarded, and totally crap, what the fuck are you talking about?
[0] deleted user 15-Jun-02/1:28 PM Reply
That was pretty stupid you must not have much of a life to write about economics.
[8] shwenatjadeflower 18-Jul-02/3:32 PM Reply
the last two lines are exactly right
[9] -=SeTTle=- 29-Jul-02/9:30 PM Reply
Not very poetic, but quite good all the same.
[n/a] <~> 22-Aug-02/8:53 AM Reply
passers by.