Why You Are Alive...

A scientific research study ought to be conducted into whatever is able to be known about the lives and the conditions and pressures they are experiencing immediately prior to when one of these bankers leaps off a tall building.

Dead, and yellow-ed...

In a world where the quantity of money available at a particular interest rate is by command decision suddenly increased virtually limitlessly for all intents and purposes, and the time-honoured rational market dynamics of supply and demand are thus altered irrevocably, changing for all time every single economic proposition of logic and reason – it ought at least to be academically studied what, if any, might be the reasons a banker, of all people, should want to kill themselves.

Certainly, there is the common enough legend of a Superbowl champion, waking up the next morning, with that heavy and showy ring on his finger, a new Lamborghini in the garage downstairs, several empty bottles of champagne beside the feathered bed, a blonde bimbo's high heels left tossed onto the thick pile carpet... And then the sports champion thinking to himself: 'is that all there is?'

What is the everything that people aspire to having anyway?

"Starry starry night."

I am a student of popular culture. Always have been. And somewhat of a fan too. 'Pop' is actually not quite the same thing as what the masses 'want.' 'Popular' is what is widely acclaimed; the masses follow what critics say for all their clamour. The superficiality of real 'pop' is only paper thin, and common perceptions about it are reflections of the mediocrity of the mindsets of the viewers, rather than of the art itself.

One ought to try and accept that today's 'special' banks who have benefitted through the program of quantitative easing, may have replenished or re-stocked long lines of previously depleted liquidity (that they were just now freely given), behind various lists or allocations of assets, let's say, that were dear to their hearts.

And this means that certain assets will not just crumble and disappear in spite of their non-performance frankly, from now on ever after, in terms of profits and revenue.

But none of it has been what you would say is art. And so I thought I might spend a little time on art. Art endows even some horrible things with beauty although it takes a certain outlook to be able to see that. The transformative power of great art is what is needed now to take a fresh look at the world – but I see only those with very great gifts being able to 'see' their own individual way out of the morass; the masses will on the whole never get out now, and in the end few will get out before the tides of history themselves turn quite dramatically. And that is not something on the cards very obviously...