In everyone’s lifetime, an economic explosion occurs in a designated region because the locale elites need to fatten their kitties. The first order of business is to create an urgent emergency that demands a complex solution ASAP. The second order is to grease the Senators and Congressmens’ palms with loyalty lubricant and get a law passed that’ll ensure that their company gets a fabulously fat contract. The third order of business is to hire a half a million minions to get all that important work out the door…. defective or not. They don’t really care; because within 5 years, the artifacts will be obsolete and become scrap, with an item or 2 sent off to the local museums. (Where did all those COVID mechanical ventilators go?) Herein lies the Gold Rushes for the common man and his desire to strike it rich just like the big boys; then kick back and enjoy life. Overtime will be doled out extensively, only to have it taxed and extracted out of their wages. This then gets spent by the same politicians for more modern government institutions, salary increases for the incumbents, and an upholstery upgrades in their Gulfstream jets. As the workforce toils around the clock, family life suffers, and social and medical problems from the added stresses soaks up any additional money. When the gold rush ends…. and they all do, working men and their new wives move to greener pastures and the cycle repeats in another location. The majority of Humans are just living in a 3D ant farm, moving organic and metallic minutia for the betterment of the colony’s elite Queens. PL-AN(E)T ANT.
Eastern Brazil. From 1979 to 1986, hundreds of thousands of human workers removed a mountain by hand with burlap bags on their head as they climbed out of an ever deeper pit. For the love of money.
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