I saw Suze on Oprah as well. It made me cry. I guess there’s a first time for everything. I don’t admit that easily. After hours of mental and emotional anguish in feeling the pain of the Americans she sold her lies to, there was nothing left to do but weep. She lied poorly, repeatedly and shamefully. She proved herself morally bankrupt and confederate with Wall Street thieves by selling out the little guy. Her performance was unconvincing. The Reverend (in the audience) that she was addressing didn’t buy it either. He scowled. When the camera operator realized this, he panned the audience and, finding no sympathy there, he kept the focus on Suze, Oprah, and the Reverends wife (who was nodding in agreement albeit with a confused countenance).
Suze said to focus on the positive (”You still have half of your retirement account and that is better than nothing.”). That perspective fits hand in glove with the mantra “You are lucky to have a job.”
Those phrases are degrading propagandi directed at slaves. Any appropriately self-respecting person knows that the opposite is true. Specifically, the employer is lucky to have YOU as an employee. Likewise, the nation is lucky to have YOU as a law-abiding citizen. From the stage, Suze got down on her knees with her hands together and plead that consumer investors ”not be angry. Just move on.” But what everyone heard was, “Shut up and take it. You know there is nothing you can do about it and I’m pretending to care for you because the banks are paying me to do this.” In her words and actions, she showed her true colors as an abuser of the gentler and more trusting souls.
I am still noodling solutions for the new freepersons who are rising up through the mist of darkness. I’m extremely close to apprehending a comprehensive new self-sustained community. The missing element is land. It must be gifted or otherwise gained before freedom can be renewed. Ideas on that front are welcome.
Meanwhile, enjoy Reel Big Fish as they sing “Sell Out.”