Wrapping Paper Economics

Photo by C.a.t.

Stocking stuffers of silver and gold plastic coins from the dollar store can help make the holidays a little brighter and more fun for children, just like an array of rainbow-colored glass nodules can make a fine gravel bed for an aquarium.  They can become jewels until you start finding the real rubies and sapphires.  It is all a matter of imagination and presentation.

               It is 21 days until the Trump years end.  The crimes are all obvious, the investigations have been done to the point where they can be prosecuted.  As the investigations progress, more evidence comes to light.  There was motive, means, and opportunity.  Corruption of this nature is not new.  It is just packaged with a more elaborate bow.

                He did not act alone.  There were lots of elves and reindeers, lots of sleighs were used to move the money around.  It is up to the next administrations to unwrap the presents.  But the piles of wrapping paper and packaging, the debris of what delivered the items will have to be cleared away leaving only the items that were given.

                Some will have value; some will just be plastic with an illusion of value.  It will be up to the next administration to clean up the mess, to save what is useful and dispose of the garbage.

                We will know how the next years are going to transpire by the way the household cleans up the mess.  Will the usefully items be put into service?  Will the garbage go into the right dumpsters?  Will somebody fill a closet with old wrapping paper for use next year?  Some of it was pretty hideous.

                In the white elephant exchange of wrapping paper economics, that real clunker of a gift needs to be traced back to its source.  Then it is up to the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the Department of Justice and their courts of law to make sure that whoever brought that horrible gift never gets invited to the gift exchange ever again.             

About johnsmithiiimxiii

John Smith, IIMXIII is the avatar of an award winning poet, artist, etc. who still lives in the Palouse country of the Pacific NW. He has not received much notice with his prose . . . but as his avatar, I hope that he keeps plugging along.

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