perhaps land. land in the old days was thought of as security, right, because it produced food. not because you got to hang out on the land. that security we histroically placed in being a “landowner” somehow wrongfully got transferred over to the stucco boxes we pass our days in. whcih produce no food, but the illusory security of capital gains which may or may not be there in the future.
indeed, the self-mocking ironic title of the blog — “econo-almanac for the Landed Poor” pays homage to being “landed”, one with lands, one who has the security of food production capacity. a stucco box is the place where the serfs live and pretend theya re secure.
i guess i sound pretty negative.
my offers don’t work out… 😉
if i didn’t have a wife, I wouldn’t be buying a house, because she beleives in that illusion of security and stability, just liek a marriage certificate gives the illusion of stability and security, a deed gives that very same illusion.
btu make no mistake.
all who inhabit this blog? we are the Landed Poor.
