In this issue...just a little satire...about the fox and the chickens....just in case you're into economics, wondering where it's all heading, and how to survive....because economic changes are part of the earth changes that Earth Change Report is about.

What The Fox Happened?

But first we need to look at how we got here from back there.

Initially, he would express great concern whenever a chicken was abducted, so I gave him permission to hire more of his relatives to enhance security.

By way of compensation, he suggested that they should establish feed stores from which I would buy my chicken feed supplies. .

I agreed to this because it made my life much easier.

Boss Fox even assured me that his relatives were so eager for my business that they would compete with each other to give me the best deal.

All I had to do was pay them back with eggs from future production.

The chicken feed suppliers, foxes all, prospered for many years and found many creative ways to help me and other chicken farmers.

They even started advancing many of us special deals on chicken feed, so we could borrow more than we needed right now, in order to improve egg production next year. All they asked for in return was a few extra eggs as "interest."

For a long time it was easy enough to provide them with those extra eggs. But then Boss Fox and his Buddies started doing something different.They called it "diversification."

It took me a while to figure it out, but I am sure that's what led to the collapse of the world economy - it became what you'd call an omelet of scrambled baskets.

What they did was they would do deals among themselves using our chicken farmer eggs as collateral or security against verbal and written promises to each other.

Fox A would promise Fox B that in return for a loan of X number of eggs (on paper) for Y number of days he would reward Fox B by giving back his eggs (on paper), plus more (on paper).

All the foxes loved this because although no eggs actually or really or physically changed hands, every one of them kept getting richer and richer.

You have to think like a fox to understand what an orgasmic feeling that is to a fox. Having a gazillion eggs in your head rather than in a vault or an egg carton is a really big thing in Foxville.

Meanwhile, the chickens themselves were starting to want a slice of the action. They didn't mind laying eggs on cue, but they wanted total liberation, coupled with equal opportunity opportunities, full employment, and better nests.

The foxy foxes got on to this idea like bears on honey.

Pretty soon I was looking at chickens that were moving in to high rise nesting boxes complete with their own yachts and sometimes even a new SUV - all at low interest or no interest thanks to Fox Brothers et al.

As for repayment, the chickens said they'd simply lay two eggs a day instead of one even if it meant sending the wife out to work, and in the worst case scenario if they could not make future payments, the Foxes could have the nest back to sell to someone else.

So the cycle continued, chicken feed being supplied in advance, interest being paid in the form of extra eggs, and security being offered for the Foxes so if anyone defaulted on a loan, they'd get the asset back to sell to someone else.

The Foxes set all this up over a period of many years, during which time multiple generations of chickens came and went from the barnyard.

What the chickens didn't know was that the foxes insisted on passing their systems on to their children, who started life wealthy and ended it wealthier - along with lots of assets.

Where it all went wrong was that some of the foxes started trying to rip each other off.

They did this by talking certain chickens who could only lay one egg a day no matter how hard they tried, into accepting a loan and a nest that needed two eggs a day to cover all the costs involved.

And THEN Fox A would 'sell' Fox B an 'instrument' that gave Fox B the impression that he was paying for a piece of paper that was backed by real real estate that would appreciate in value over time and make him a really handsome profit.

Fox B got into this like a fly on stink. He too started offering the same deal to Fox C, and before you could say what the fox happened, every fox in the alphabet was up to his foxy little eyes in cross-collateralised virtual wealth (a Fox Brothers banking term, 'cross-collateralised virtual wealth' became an advertising slogan that encouraged even more one-egg chickens to buy two-egg nests on the promise that they could have a no-egg loan for something like four feeding cycles).

None of the chickens and only a very few of the foxes were aware that all this wealth was built on the original premise that the foxes would supply chicken feed at interest, the chicken farmers would pay that interest, but all the work and future exponential global growth of this Foxy Fantasyland would depend on the chickens.

However, as the feathers started to fly in what was called a 'global melt down' as chickens began defaulting on loans, and even refusing to lay eggs, those who DID understand the game, figured out a two-edged scenario that would benefit ...guess who?

Yes, my particular guardian fox was one of the head honchos and master architects of this beautifully orchestrated campaign to control, own, enslave and manipulate every chicken on the planet.

So smart is my foxy friend that he has even sacrificed many of his foxy relatives to achieve his ambition. He did this by luring them into what was called a "sub prime" lending frenzy wherein all his dumber and greedier relatives gave two-egg loans to one-egg chickens, traded those patently worthless mortgages with each other - then started going broke when the chickens stopped coming home to roost.

Better yet, my Foxy Friend coined the concept of running with the foxes and hunting with the hounds. He is in essence the ultimate chameleon because he can shape shift at will. One minute he's a banker, the next your best friend - but at all times, he's a chicken lover.

What he loves about chickens is that chickens only need to be fed a good story and they'll lay eggs till the cows come home....SO....as some of those Foxy Institutions that supposedly screwed themselves while trying to screw chickens have discovered...who better to bail them out of their misery than...CHICKENS.

That's right folks. The foxes that a few moments ago had the Baskerville Hounds on their tails, are to be rescued by...CHICKENS.

How so?

Easy.

I am the leader of this barnyard, and I have decided to give the fox families immediate access to billions of eggs that you chickens and your offspring for five generations have yet to lay.

Cackle cackle....

About the author: Michael Knight has been a reporter/writer/director since 1960. He is Editor of "Earth Change Report," author of "Earth Changes - Mind Matters," and Director of "Contact Has Begun."

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© 2008 Michael Knight

No matter where we are on the food chain, that chain is being yanked by forces most of us cannot control.

But we CAN learn what's going on in the way of Earth Changes - who is behind all the current economic turmoil - and how we can sidestep the worst of it ... and be here for the best of it.

That is why "Mind Matters" - it is your most powerful ally once you see through the problems and recognize that you are the solution. Now THAT is an investment worth making.

Sincerely.

Michael Knight.

Editor.

Sept 19 08