the case for not driving
If you drive, you’ve probably had this quandary during the past weeks: can I eat tonight or should I put gas in the money-sucking-machine that I call my car?
Honestly, what the fuck is up with gas’ surging prices? I live in San Francisco so that means that gas is now $3.45 per gallon or the equivalent to the price of a yummy and hearty wonton soup for two in Chinatown.
Given that the obvious objective of the war was to control the oil market in order to help make the dollar recover from its appalling performance against the euro, the questions I have are: what the fuck has the war accomplished and where did all those billions we spent on the pointless exercise go to? You can find that Easter egg here…in the pockets of Lee Raymond & Co.
For those of you who don’t know him, Lee used to be the fattest cow (quite literally) at Exxon Oil Corporation. This most-out-of-touch-with-reality CEO, recently retired with a $70 million compensation package which doesn’t include the $98 million pension plan and niceties like stock options, etc. totaling about $400 million. Read that again. Among public unrest that maybe, just maybe, big oil companies are getting “out of hand”, Mr. Lee dared defend his payout on the basis of some bullshit story.
For those of you who don’t speak empty corporate rethoric, what he really meant to say is ”I had to sell my soul to Beelzebub and rape the Earth and the American public for years to earn this blood money, and damn any of you who try to take it away from me.”
I bet he’s not going to be spending his retirement years at the Village Care center. Then again, maybe he should.
the fat cow himself with make-up…
and without