Beer & Silver
From a windy San Diego, CA, hello to my fellow slaves. Today, the air was crisp and whistled through buildings along streets. The wind seemed clean enough, though always tugging on an informed one’s shoulder was the spewing of caesium et cetera from across the pond, in Japan. Rumor has it that the stormy weather from Friday was making its away east to the southern states such as Texas.
Chemtrail operations were kicked up a bit, and I imagine by now the rest of the United States – from the south to the midwest, through Dallas and Kansas City and all other cities – are being blanketed with the barium and aluminum.
I, however, not distracted for too long by the white noise of tyranny and destruction, got to thinking about a solid investment strategy that really would piss off the banking scum who, over the past three centuries, if not many more, have consolidated the planet’s economic platform to their own benefit.
While it is clear that silver, as a money and a commodity, have taken center stage of the world economy as the “achille’s heel” of the corrupt financial system that is the focus of Occupy Wall Street and the Silver Liberation Army, perhaps it is important that we don’t spend all of our extra money on buying physical silver. The ruling class, after all, feels that enjoyment of this here life on earth is reserved for them, so for each and every positive feeling we can evoke in ourselves – whether from certain drugs or experiencing reality in sober, exciting ways – is a rejection of the world in their own image.
Whilst we must be determined to protect our wealth through physical silver, we must, also, be hedging on our own premature deaths or the implementation of absolutist, dictatorial economics by enjoying our own lives in the now. After all, with the truth of FEMA camps and true makeup of our top-down sad diets acknowledged, I give my own survival to the age of my grandfather – his early eighties – less than a 50 percent shot. So, I’d hate to die and leave behind for any government thug who detains me I nice stack of physical silver (which he would probably quickly sell to a pawn shop).
So, as well as stacking and putting away cash for emergencies, we must also have a third category in our portfolios: partying money.
Well, because on some evenings – evenings familiar to Silver Vigilante – a glass of scotch whisky or Stone India Pale Ale (see picture) can truly de-stress you and me. How about a spliff or joint or long weekend in the desert making love, etc. with a lover.
So, Silver Vigilante recommends that, alongside our own stacking of physical silver, we’ve got to remember to hedge against the true implications of the execution of the new world order: that is, our own deaths.
We would all hate to die having spent all of our excess cash on physical silver, instead of taking a trip up the coast or into the mountains, and enjoying your favorite drink from atop a rooftop bar. Events like these are the keys to enjoying life – not merely worrying about our own certain tragedy.
Buy precious metals, have cash reserves, and be sure to party and live!