Today in our economically based world, we are currently experiencing
one of the worst money and financial crisis since The Great Depression.It wasn’t always this way…
Once upon a time, there were wonderful creature agents
that ruled over the land before time, these beings were called Business Saurs. During this period on Earth, these giant and overgrown corporate beasts ruled the world in perfect market-based harmony and production, and many of them held their world’s economy within the palms of their talons; each of them holding onto and controlling over different parts of the world, in their own way.
One of these Business Saurs was called the Taxyoudactyel.
The Taxyoudactyel had money wings and loved to devour those weaker than it as it’s prey.This beast would target out it’s prey, whom usually resided or were living in crowded jungle suburbs, broken down vines or thick forests, and marshes. Each of these places were home to the ants, one of the Taxoudactyel’s favorite meals. The Taxyoudactyels would swoop down on them, snatch away the ant children’s parents, and steal the home that they all lived in for themselves, because the ant was a ‘small’ creature within itself to start with, and devouring their “even smaller” children wouldn’t be as filling for them, the terrible sounds of the Taxyoudactyels chasing the little ant children out of their own homes would had been heard from all over.
When it’s time to go to work, the Taxyoudactyel would grab it’s suitcase, and fly around the jungle, collecting rent money from the jungle’s residents. If the residents were unable to pay off their rent, (or house bills for that matter) the Taxyoudactyel would seize away their homes, and take out all of the home owner’s furniture and personal belongings, and put them all in the trash can.
The Taxyoudactyel was but one of many other Business Saurs
that thrived back then, the Bankasaurus Rex, was also an influential agent known by the little people of the land far and wide. This may had been because, whenever someone wished to store their money into a safety deposit box, they had to first turn to the Bankasaurus Rex to do so.
The Bankasaurus was a mighty beast, but he was also a very ‘nosey’ one.
Every day, usually around 8:00 p.m, it was pure fact that the Bankasaurus Rex would open up someone else’s personal money vault, and look at and count whatever valuables were inside. When he was done with what he did, he would lock up the vault, and go to sleep. Moreover for every Business Saur, they all had a leader or a “boss” that everyone had to work for; the Bossceptaus.
The great and mighty Bossceptaus’ had all became very rich off of other
people’s money, and would always use that money to buy cigars, newspapers, and even dust sweepers to sweep off the many dust particles that would cover over his office (since they were usually outside of it engaging in other outdoor activities). Whenever a Bossceptaus needed something done, it would usually send for an Errandtor to issue out orders to all of it’s many employees. The Bossceptaus’s were both feared, and respected by all Business Saurs alike.
Soon the ruling economy of the Business Saurs was beginning
to reach it’s peak, unfortunately moreover, inflation was also taking an effect inside of the Business Saur’s store’s, and had begun running rampid throughout the land, even the local wig store had their prices raised due to a decrease in their wig supplies. It seemed that the more money the Bossceptaus made, ironically, the more eviler and greedier the little people themselves had started to become over their own money as well. To make sure that no one would ever succeed in stealing away their money, other Business Saurs who could have afforded it had started to take their money and place it in the banks, which was where unbeknown to them, the curious Bankasaurus Rex would secretly open up their money vaults, and take a peek at what they stored.
One horrible day had came, when the buy and sell of the stock market
was at it’s height, something huge and terrible came down from out of the skies. It was a bankruptite, and it bared down upon every Business Saur it could find. The bankruptite crashed into every stock market at once. It’s unrelenting heat waves made marshmallows and graham cracker smores out of all the local warehouses, all of while silencing the jungles, and roasting up the suburbs, and the homes of the weaker one’s there of. When the food markets were unable to produce any food, the Business Saurs had all started to resort to cannibalism, feeding off of each other. Once crime begun to take shape, it was all over for the Business Saurs, and there was no recovering, or cool time for them. And thus the creatures that had once ruled over the seas of the world fell into darkness…And their kind was annihilated in the name of the bankruptite.
Today, it seems that the rest of the economy is depending on banks for loans,
protection, “moral” and “financial” support, the same way as it were back in the time before time, when everything was ruled over by the Business Saurs. But perhaps if we didn’t have banks (or big ‘headed’ business) problems like these might never have occurred in the first place. I am strong for getting rid of banks, maybe attaching giant wings onto them, and then watch them fly far away.
Because, if we continue attempting to live beyond our means, then surely we should be more afraid to lose beyond our means.
Story’s Moral: Talks about how corrupt businesses can be, but also
how that same corruption can inevitably bring their downfall.
Copyright March 22, 2014