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Was it nine, half after?  Something in that range.  Fairly cool up there, even with the ac off at bedtime, if that was later... after one some short or mid bit.  It was 60 outside then.  Here at nearing noon thirty, it's running 87.  But it... feels cooler than it reads.  Hazy out there.  Terribly hazy.  At upper levels,  Just shadowed down at the surface.

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Hearing nothing back, from anyone.  Lots of things, but... no.  I understand.  Betting against the house, figuratively, and literally?  If you win, I suppose it would work.  If you lose?  Not so much.  I can't win, but that is why I don't bet.  I make fair offers.  Walk from it?  We'll talk.  But not on the same terms or grounds.  If I have to bull through, take the risk on my own, and hope in fear?  That... will cost.

Did I mention, speaking with the young man selling me my phone?  He and his fiancée, now wife, were looking for a house for the last year.  Just one to two bedroom.  Everything they was was $400k plus.  They sort of keep looking?  It's... not getting better.  Lots which were $32k ten years ago are, themselves, going for $180k.  Building a house currently?  If you think buying a house is crazy, building a house is unobtanium double over.  Lumber and else is through the pirate roof.

Everyone in the city is trying to sell, with the markets collapsing under them to buy AnywhereNotMulticulti, USA.  Like a cat trying to escape from a falling tree.  But selling into a crashing market is difficult.  How many are so underwater, with nothing else stored, that they can't... even walk away?  Can't sell out?

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Sure, markets are collapsing.  In some cities.  Probably soon to be even more cities.  And, while the economy is falling?  Everywhere else is falling faster, or so bottomed that, while static, they are static at third-world economies.  Not... much of a boon.  As for not kicking the can?  It isn't a US thing.  Kick the US?  An economy which does that will end up hurting their foot.  Watch Japan, after beginning to sell US paper?  Right.  Oh, that had to hurt.

China gets away with, from time to time, but only because they got permission, and did some other arrangements.  Nothing is for free.  I don't think Japan got the memo.  Though, too, when China thought it was it's own man, it got it's property markets shook.  I'm telling you, it's... all rigged.  And either you play, or you burn.

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If BRICSA ever does create a stable monetary system?  Based on Gold?  That would be cool.  They would gain friends gangbusters.  AFTER the fallout.  Every economy which went to that would see about a forty to sixty percent dive in real living standards in those countries, until the longer term stability built up.  That is a very long game, like thirty, forty five, sixty, years to fruition?  Or so.  Otherwise they would have done it.

Oil in with gold?  Way too unstable.  And we have more real known reserves than we have pulled in the whole time of drilling.  Like diamonds, oil isn't rare.  It takes government pushback, taxing user to driller to manufacturer to transporter to final seller to user, at ever increasing numbers, and even then oil is plunging now that people are just saying "Meh" to paying those pump prices.  Oil is as rare as diamonds.  Which... means not.  Harder to get?  Not that much harder.  Don't buy that, or just keep getting jabbed.  Some things go hand in arm.

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Don't bet against the house.  I don't bet against the house, or for it.  I just... watch and take notes.  Find the cues that seem to be most likely.  Then bull on.  If I make you an offer?  You... probably should take it.  I can only be generous within the markets and the knowns.  One more opportunity.  He just may not be ready to take even a superior offer.  I just want a solid branch upon which to perch.  More isn't better if it is wildly speculative.

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Coffee, to start the morning.  Thinking as I sit and stew, waiting for more information.  Annoying.  But, such is life on so many days.  Life is suffering, concerns with two sides of which we only have one input.  Betting?  Perhaps not literal betting, but many things we do is a gamble.  We aren't the only gamblers.  But everybody loses, and only some win.  And... even them?  I... can't say become rich by destroying other people is... winning.  It may look like it, until the bus comes for you, or the mobs your robbed, ruined.  Or, worst, God, through your conscience.  Can hide that you have one, from yourself.  But... I'm a better liar, and even I couldn't do it... when shown the Truth and asked to kneel.

I could have run, from kneeling, but I wasn't so disposed, when faced with some Things.  I'll tell you, find your way now.  But... I know that can't happen.  Lazareth and the rich man.  Not that Lazareth, another.  A poor man, beggar, who made it to heaven.  The rich man asked that, at least, he be sent to warn his brothers, who were of his type.  Hellbound.  He was told that would do no good.  For... some men can't, won't, hear.  I tell you what is over there.  You, many of you, don't listen.  That parable used to be a clever, favored, minor tale.  Until I became the rich man, of sorts.  Only, offered a second chance.

Even then, initially, I rebuffed the... clever notion?  The trick?  Until I couldn't.  But, as in the parable, they really do not listen.  Still, at some risk... being called crazy, or a Jesus freak (which, I... don't mind on that one), or such?  Well, I don't even mind being called crazy.  In a purely worldly way?  I am.  As a devoted to God?  You... have to be crazy.  Give up yourself, your debts, your assets, and such?  To kneel to anyOne or anyThing?  In a worldly way, hope, faith, and charity themselves?  Are... unnatural.  Not of flesh, to be sure.  Not commonly, or they wouldn't be noted when operated in the animal world.

Oh, right... I have... other things to arrange, do, be doing.  Though, most likely, I will either just sit, or nap.  This has been a long, hard, week.  Later.