Nickels, bull-dozers and the standard DT misanthropy

“You’re picking up nickels in front of bulldozers”

from some FT article, about investment “banking” and the attendant risks (unless, of course, you get the taxpayer to bail you out).

What a brilliant image.

It makes me think (as so many things do, to be fair) of this species’ craving for ever-more fossil fuels.

We, mange-ravaged monkeys with opposable thumbs and delusions of sapience, dance around, getting our thrills and frequent shiny rewards. We keep on chattering to each other that our nimbleness and prehensile tails will keep us from getting flattened by the silly big metal roller produced by Hubris Machines Ltd.
One day though, we will stumble, and as the sun is blotted out, we will recall that we chopped off our tails because they were a bleak reminder that, in the end, we’re just shitting mammals, not gods after all…

Bish bosh, squish squash.

So it goes.

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