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It almost seems inevitable. That Michael Jackson’s doctor turns out to be a bit of a shadowy figure, another potential blood sucker in a world of vampires, all making promises of happiness while draining our lives away. The police spoke with the good doctor on Thursday, the day Mr. Jackson died. On Friday? The “authorities” couldn’t seem to locate the doctor for further interviews, but they did impound his car, still in Jackson’s driveway, searching it for possible links (code for drugs) to Jackson’s death.
In a seemingly unrelated story, Mike Taibbi reports on the economic terminator that is Goldman Sachs, which is analyzed in Magnifico’s most excellent diary.
One human being, Michael Jackson. One conglomerate of human beings formed into a single entity. What could possibly connect them?
cross-posted at Daily Kos
It’s all about the money, jack. yeah. It don’t mean a thing if it don’t got that cha CHING.
Desire for money doesn’t really nail it. it is symbolic of whatever resides in us to pursue the excesses. To amass wealth. . . or power. . . or stuff. The relationship between a guy like Michael Jackson as an exploitable resource and banks who exploit us daily, like Goldman, defines for me the last several decades.
Jacko was a money-generating machine and then a money-spending machine. Perhaps we recoiled at the vulgarity of his excesses, yet we were mesmerized by them. From what i could glean, none of it made him a happy human being. Instead, the exaggeration seemed to expose a freak.
But he was freak who fell off the mass consumer-production line. He hit the big time and showed us ourselves, super-sized. Buying, spending, acquiring stuff. Outspending his earnings. Fighting foreclosures and millions of dollars in debt. Jackson apparently never consulted Suze Orman.
Goldman Sachs is a wealth devouring machine; its core business is to produce consumers. Like the old days, we become serfs, indentured for life with the promise of happier lives via the american dream and home ownership. The catch? Well, it’s structured in such a way as to pay two/three times what the property is worth and, just for good measure, we are conditioned to create even more debt, which will make us even happier, because we can fill our homes with STUFF and our yards with STUFF. Keeping the ever-expanding model of consumerism alive.
I don’t know of any financial connections to Jackson or his estate btw. But the connection, for me, is in what these two entities symbolize.
What you need to know is the big picture: If America is circling the drain, Goldman Sachs has found a way to be that drain . . . a huge, highly sophisticated engine for converting the useful, deployed wealth of society into the least useful, most wasteful and insoluble substance on Earth – pure profit for rich individuals.
from Tiabbi’s article via Magnifico’s diary
(Jackson’s)… personal finances, at least in recent years, were perpetually in tatters, as he burned through millions of dollars to maintain his Neverland ranch, go on art-buying sprees and indulge in whimsies like traveling with a pet chimpanzee named Bubbles. And he burned through financial advisers almost as swiftly, with a revolving door of characters coming in and out of his life.
It seems to me most of us have been amassed into a Michael Jackson-like entity . . . for the purposes of generating money for the few. An insane relationship. Because I can’t factor out how anybody wins. Because winning isn’t amassing wealth. Not when you are constantly under siege from those who would kill you/depose you/expose you to get what you’ve got. In this crazy chain reaction, countries and most humans with resources to exploit become targets of companies whose CEOs become targets of underlings … the whole thing forever escalating, its tempo and beat: grab more, take more; kill if you have to, but control more. . . and more more more more… til there’s barely enough left, creating a whole new cycle of who gets targeted and who gets exploited.
Ultimately, this is not about how futile this relationship is. It is really a long way around to answer publicv’s question in Magnifico’s diary… Why can’t we defeat this?
We can. Defeat it. But it must start somewhere. At ground floor. Which is where we are. The ground floor. The foundation. How we spend our money and how we interact with local/regional power and government is, imo, the key.
We need independent-minded citizens who believe in ethics and equity stakes of citizens in politics and policy. We MUST demand that those elected and/or appointed to uphold our laws are held accountable to those laws. And how do we do that? Stop voting party lines. Jettison political brands and stop enabling enablers.
Netroots. Grassroots. Are there reliable citizens out there willing to take back school boards and township committees? Bring fairness and common-sense planning back to zoning boards? Get involved in political county committees? Get involved in regional and state politics? I don’t know of a better platform than working the trickle up thang . . .
And then there’s this . . . the power of one person. Michael Jackson bringing the internet to its limits:
The popularity of the King of Pop was plain to see when some of the internet’s biggest websites ground to a halt.
The power of one person to incite action in others. Maybe we can work on finding, in the rhythm of our words powered by our passion, a way to incite positive action in others. A way to . . . change the game. The board. And the fucking rules.