I never heard of an old man forgetting where he had buried his money! Old people remember what interests them: the dates fixed for their lawsuits, and the names of their debtors and creditors.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Creditors have better memories than debtors.
quote by Benjamin Franklin
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Creditors have better memories than debtors.
Benjamin Franklin in Poor Richard (1758)
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Substantive and procedural law benefits and protects landlords over tenants, creditors over debtors, lenders over borrowers, and the poor are seldom among the favored parties.
quote by John Turner
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Lawsuits - and frivolous lawsuits - are just sapping the life out of the people who perform the services and deliver the goods for the rest of the citizenry in the State of Montana.
quote by Conrad Burns
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For The Love Of Money
Money money money, money
Some people really need it (oh, well)
Some people got to have it (in vain)
Listen here yall, do things, do things, do bad things with it
So you will do things, do things, do good things with it
Talk about cash money, no help at all
For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People cant even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world they gotta beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
For the love of money
People will lie, lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People dont care who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight
Call it lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar
I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Some people really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down
For the love of money
All for the love of money
Dont let, dont let, dont let money rule you
For the love of money
Money can change people sometimes
Dont let, dont let, dont let money fool you
Money can fool people sometimes
song performed by by Utopia
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Regrets stored
Uncle, aunt and granny,
All poured me love in plenty.
They were gone before I could repay.
There were a great many
Who lent their hands and money.
They were gone before I could repay.
Parents gave me love and blood
And guarded me from any crash.
They were done in benevolent neglect.
Cousins, nieces and nephews,
On whom I showered honey.
Had licked it and slipped away.
There were scattered peers,
Whom I pleased in all spheres.
Ere my asking, they vanished.
Daughter and son were the hopes,
Who too, as grown up, broke their rope
And had no time to repay.
I leave as much creditors
As I have had debtors in my life.
Kindly tally, my Creator.
21.10.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When I have to choose between voting for the people or the special interests, I always stick with the special interests. They remember. The people forget.
quote by Henry F. Ashurst
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I Remember...
I Remember having talks with You
I Remember staying up for hours
I Remember walks with You
I Remember dinner dates and flowers
I Remember doing the things We used to do
I Remember having My arms around You
I Remember the day I found You
I Remember You...Could make My dreams come true
poem by Hugh Kilbride
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I Keep Forgetting
If I see you on the street and start to cry
If it looks like I'm so lonesome I might die
If you can hear my heart just breaking right in two
Remind me once again who left who
I keep forgetting
That I don't need you now
It slips my mind
That's I'm the one who said we were through
I just can't seem to remember
It was me who walked out the door
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
If your phone should ring in the middle of the night
If missin' you's a feelin' I can no longer fight
If I beg you please just give me one more try
Remind me I'm the one who said goodbye
I keep forgetting
That I don't need you now
It slips my mind
That's I'm the one who said we were through
I just can't seem to remember
It was me who walked out the door
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
I keep forgetting
I don't love you anymore
Keep forgetting
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack from Lee Ann Womack
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Another Economic Riddle
I venerate economists
As very learned blokes,
But when in paradox they speak
Their meaning oft I vainly seek,
Suspecting subtle jokes.
They say the whole world's down and out;
But here's what I can't see:
If every land, beyond all doubt,
In all the world is up the spout -
Then who's the mortgagee?
Do we owe money in the moon,
Or some celestial land?
Or have we creditors in Mars,
Or other fixed and unfixed stars,
Who hold our notes of hand?
If not, why all the fuss and fret?
I've conned it o'er and o'er,
And find no clear solution yet.
If all the earth is deep in debt,
Who is the creditor?
When men go into bankruptcy
The case is plain as day:
What is not in the dear wife's name
Grim creditors will promptly claim,
And assets melt away.
But when a whole wide world's in soak
And cannot raise the tin,
Here's where I half suspect a joke:
When all the earth goes stoney broke,
Who puts the bailiffs in?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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What Has Money Ever Fixed?
What has money ever fixed?
To stay that way and permanent?
I haven't seen it mend a heart.
Or put back together,
Broken or ruined relationships.
I've seen it divide and keep people apart.
I've seen it tossed to people alone in tears.
To let it drift away as they sit weeping.
Staring lost in emotional pain.
Wishing they did not exist.
As if this was a prerequisite to experience heaven.
What has money ever fixed?
Superficiality when pretensions saw that fit?
How about replicas of perfection?
Donated,
By those who wish to see themselves exalted.
Bronzed and worshipped.
The only thing that money does...
Is to prove it can be hoarded,
By those who steal it and inconvenience others.
And it can be used to manipulate with incompetence!
Other than that...
Money can not fix a thing!
However,
It may be seen to purchase another's loyalty!
Until it is no longer there to value.
But there to 'fix'?
It is not going to happen!
Although it will 'confuse'...
Not prioritize unaddressed issues.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once upon a time
My song concerns a buried grief
Another place and time
A sorrow that our clan endured,
In the days of Auld ang Syne.
Our parents’ lives hold mysteries
We seldom can divine
Like why my Dad would leave the room
When he’d hear Auld Ang Syne
The faces at the table change
The names effaced by time
We struggle to remember them
Back once upon a time
His sister, Kat, nursed old and sick
In the Flu Pandemic times
Then her bright candle sputtered out
Back once upon a time.
When her father heard the news
He nearly lost his mind
He never after sang again
And seldom would he smile
Her brother up in Aberdeen
Heard as New Year Chimed
He dried his tears upon his sleeve
To the strains of Auld Ang Syne
The faces at the table change
The names effaced by time
We struggle to remember them
Back once upon a time
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Habitually Fixed
People addicted to nonsense,
Are no different than those addicted to crack.
Or any other sedation that medicates.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
People addicted to nonsense,
Prefer to see a disagreement with their ideologies...
As confrontations..
With a nothingness with someone in this mindset,
That ever gets done.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
This activity is representative of those who create conflicts,
To protect interests.
And those interests have been habitually fixed to delusions.
And people like this,
Stubborn and fixed...
Live assuming any progress that moves forward,
Is a conspiracy that threatens their beliefs!
And as long as they keep passing the 'pipe' around...
They will interpret the crumbling of foundations,
As a work of art!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Animals and Investment
1. The Managed Fund
Crows guarded his retirement plan.
They marched around its perimeter.
Squirrels managed the fund.
They wore small green visors,
used their cheeks as briefcases,
embezzled by accident, forgetting
where they buried the dividends.
2. Fixed Income
One day so dispirited by his work
was he that he decided to retire.
He asked to begin to withdraw
his pension. The account-manager,
a raccoon, presented a box to him,
removed the lid, and waddled away.
The new pensioner peered in.
Feathers and leaves were all
the box held. His income was fixed.
poem by Hans Ostrom
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My Interests Have Changed
All of this time,
You knew you had information...
That could have provided me with benefits.
And you never mention this once,
Knowing I would advantage from it.
Why?
'I tried with many attempts.
Remember when you told me,
My interests were not of your concern? '
But why didn't you insist,
I close my mouth and open my ears to listen?
'Remember when you told me,
My interests were not of your concern?
And when I insisted that you listen...
On me your back you turned.
And for weeks,
You refused to say a thing to me?
And the last time I saw you standing on the street,
You told me I aggravated you!
And loudly exclaimed I interferred with your view.'
But I had not known,
Your interests were to my benefit.
'Now you do but guess what? '
What?
'My interests have changed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Baffled
There are those living
Who actually are convinced
They have power to enforce their beliefs
On other people to accept without objection
And these very same people
Regardless of the kind of enforcement they use
Are baffled that the cost of their attempts
Have their creditors making suggestions
As to what they should sell
To pay off their debts
Created to enforce others
To accept in a bowing done
How a way life lived
In in the best of their interests
Making not a bit of sense
Even to those debating themselves
In campaigns
Over realities they can no longer afford
To have others believe anymore
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Will Still Be Great
I thought you said to take as long as I needed.
Why do I have to pay you back 'now'?
'Because the people I owe,
Are getting less patient.'
Well...
What has that got to do with me?
'That money I loaned you,
Was given to me by them.'
Are these those same people you call names?
Those same 'third world' people you claim are ignorant.
Are they the same people who have supplied every need we have?
'So big deal!
You got the money or not? '
I thought this was 'your' money you were loaning me?
'Indirectly it is!
But what difference should that make to you?
As long as your needs are being met...
Who cares how that is done and who is used to do it!
Right?
We will still be great!
Say it!
That's all it takes.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgetting (Love Poem)
Love is so easy, forgetting is so hard.
I remember every moment I am alone
With you in the companionship of silence.
What do you think, where will I go now?
Staring into the blue ocean of your eyes.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
I remember every inch of you in my dreams
Without you in my empty room tonight.
What do you dream, where do you go now?
Staring at two ceilings across two oceans.
Love is so full, forgetting is so empty.
I remember your every electric touch,
Without you my world could not turn.
What do you feel, where do we go now?
Staring at the deep ocean of our love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Have a variety of interests ... These interests relax the mind and lessen tension on the nervous system. People with many interests live, not only longest, but happiest.
quote by George Mathew Allen
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As a part of preparing those lawsuits, learning about those lawsuits, I learned about the various nuclear issues in parts of the nuclear production process I guess you'd say.