Who The Real Bastards Are
The post prior to this was generally lighthearted and funny. This one isn't. So if you aren't in the mood for not-lighthearted and really kind of twisty, then skip this post.
Grandefille wants us to buy helmets for the soldiers because they are poorly outfitted. On the heels of this comes an article about the equipment costs of the Army tripling because of the war.
That's what I want to talk about. You and I pay those equipment costs, and that's fine by me. As far as I'm concerned the military is one of the legitimate expenses of any government. The social contract of forming a government is motivated in large part by a collective need for defense. Or so goes my philosophy--based on the philosophies of smarter folk.
A few weeks ago we were honoured to dine with good friends. These good friends are in a small way involved in something to do with the military. For obvious reasons I'm going to be oblique. But the sum total of this flimsy anecdotal evidence is that these nice people have had something to do with a widget that is of interest to the military. The cost of the widget is something like $6, that includes the cost to produce it and the money it takes to employ the people who have everything to do with getting the widget made. Yet the widget is being sold to the military for a couple of hundred dollars a piece. Not by our friends, but by someone who is quite obviously beyond greedy.
So yes, out there in an anonymous office park in an anonymous city a group of people are robbing us and putting the lives of soldiers at risk so they can summer in Bora-Bora. That's only ONE corporation that I personally know of. Like cockroaches, I'm sure there are others in the walls, scurrying about in their filth.
Look, I'm not an idiot. I know there are development costs, research costs and some reasonable profit to be made on widgets. But thousands of percents? Thousands? How is this helping anyone?