Ushi just shook her head.

      "This was my reaction too, Ushi," I said to her. "He told me that the moneys, which the investors shelled out, were immediately paid out as profit to somebody else, and of course also to the brokerage houses in the form of fees. He told me that no thought was ever given about anyone ever paying anything back to the investors. It was understood that this wouldn't happen, because the liquidity, the value that the investments were rated at, didn't exist for such repayment to be possible except perhaps on an extremely small scale in a few isolated cases. He pointed out to me that for as long as the investors don't want their money back, but shuffle it around, this system works great. And it did work great. He said that everybody was quite happy in their illusion that they were rich. He told me that the people who ran the investment business knew that the investments that they solicited the public to buy, could only be paid back when something of value would be produced, which wasn't happening anymore. And so the grand illusion that something was happening was cleverly maintained with a shiny facade of indexes, trend analysis, fancy jargons, and a lot of thick lies."

      Here I began to laugh together with Ushi. "You know what he said to me," I said to her while we were still laughing. "He told me that he suddenly realized that he had become an honorary member of a new type of Flat Earth Society."

      Ushi suggested that I was joking and was getting rather silly.

      "That's what I told him too," I said to her. "I told him that this was a poor analogy since the people in the financial investment society are fully aware of the truth. They just don't want to acknowledge the truth. He looked at me and shook his head. 'What truth?' he had asked finally. I told him that the truth is that we need to rebuild the world on the platform of the Principle of Universal Love. I told him that I was working to build a world made rich with Love-Based Economics, such as the old American System of Economy had been, exemplified by Alexander Hamilton and Franklin Delanor Roosevelt - the only kind of real economic system that can supplant the Greed-Based Fascism that had been invented by Adam Smith on behalf of the British Empire. Greed was used as a weapon against America."

      Ushi laughed again.

      "You are right to laugh," I said. "The man laughed at me too. He called me a dreamer. He told me that the age of Love-Based Economics has ended long ago and the age of Greed-Based Fascism, as I had put it, was on the way out as well, to be replaced by a system of Rape-Based Brutality. 'We do no longer just steal anymore from one-another,' he said to me. 'We cut deeper. We now kill to steal. What do you think the homeless are the victims of? They are the residue of economic rape, and how long will they survive on the streets in the cold and in the rain? Rape is the new western song, not love,' he said to me in a sarcastic sounding tone of voice. 'We are entering the age of preemption. We kill, so that we can steal.'"

      Ushi shook her head.

      "I told him that he was wrong," I said to Ushi. "He just laughed at me. He told me that the times have changed. 'The rules have been altered.' He told me that the elite of the financial Flat Earth Society is fully aware that the Earth is a sphere, while it is their goal to convince everybody else that it isn't. He told me that the financial Flat Earth Society maintains itself as a fancy facade to inspire untruthful perception. They lye to society. But mostly they want society to lye to itself and keep its thinking irrational all the way to the point that people will latch onto their Flat Earth propaganda that riches can be drawn out of nothing without any productive processes being involved. He said it is their goal to convince the stupid public that the Earth isn't really a sphere, and that all their fancy notions about spherics that they might have in their mind are far too complex a concept to be real. 'Open your eyes,' they say to the people, 'see, the Earth is flat, the markets produce profits. What more do you need to concern yourself with?' He told me that this is what the investors were told when he was still employed in the financial world. He smiled as he said this, and added that the truth, in spite of the thickness of the lies, becomes ever harder for them to hide as the lies are wearing thin."

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Stories about  Love from novels by Rolf A. F. Witzsche