Bubbles are the talk of the town. Bubbles by which an increasingly desperate banking system is trying to increase asset values to support their debt collateral in a normal down trend that follows an overheated growth phase in economic fortunes. Strangely enough, everybody seems to clean forget the population bubble which runs alongside like the tree you don’t see for the woods.
6 Billion souls in the year of the Lord 2000. Double the population which 50 years prior shared the planet’s fixed acreage at 2.5 billion souls and four times that of a 150 years ago. The scientific projections are roughly, for the sake of brevity, a doubling of the world population in half the time of the previous double-up period, also known as exponential double-up.
Lets see, with a little tongue in cheek that would make 12 billion in 2025, 24 billion in 2037, 48 billion in 2043 and 96 billion in 2046. By 2050 the world population should resemble that of Zimbabwe’s rate of inflation figures and standing-room-only. As if this wasn’t enough, at the rate the liberationist activists are going about doing their stuff nobody will be accountable for their own actions any longer by then, with interesting future prospects. Spot-fines, the beginnings of which are already evident right now, will regulate everything and everybody. Policing will be done by a favour-scurrying population itself and justice meted out by community social workers. By then evident on every street corner as repeatedly promoted so vociferously by Tony Blair, over in the UK, himself.
A typical 2050 scenario would run something like this. You walk (sic) along unsuspectingly on a hot day minding your own business. When suddenly, sirens clanking and helicopters above, you are surrounded by Kevlar cocooned human-resource control-forces, hung with every conceivable electronic gadget known to man. Carefully gender and black and white sorted of course, with Sten gun at the ready, shouting at you through hand held loud-hailers not to move a muscle, or suffer the consequences.
Next, you will find yourself handcuffed and delivered to the nearest community social worker’s office just down the street at the next corner as already described above. There you will be read your rights, which in essence say that you don’t have any, and informed of the following;
That you had been observed and dutifully reported, to at least three social worker outposts by deeply responsible fellow human resources, of having disposed of your crash helmet. This, being a misdemeanour rather than a felony such as forgetting to wear your seatbelt, is only punishable by a spot-fine of 2,000.00 or six weeks group therapy for guilt management. Take your pick. Provided you don’t belong to a minority group protected by the Genetic Discrimination Act of 2008, in which case you will get off with a warning.
What’s more, since you are now a registered criminal with a record, you will in future have to wear a face mask at all times. To assist in reminding the rest of the community of the impending swine-fever pandemic, also known to the world’s foremost authority on veterinary services WHO as swine-flu, that is about to hit swine and mankind alike any time soon.
Your subsequent assertion of merely having lifted your helmet to wipe a sweating forehead falls on deaf ears since technically you were sans headgear protection even if only for a little while. Very similar to the spot-fine your bank imposes on you when the computer reads the debits before the credits on the same day’s reconciliation which could technically place you in an unauthorised and costly overdraft situation, if only for a nanosecond.
People seem to forget that the entire population explosion figures up to now came about before the helmet laws and the anti-smoking phobia. Therefore brace yourself for standing-room-only considerably before 2050 if this madness persists.