If God is dead, then long live the Fed.

God is dead. Moral absolutes have been wistfully done away with and replaced with the flexibility and convenience of a relativism that can change as we need it. Human intellect, our superior ability to interpret and define reality, has become the standard for truth.

God (may he rest in peace) had demands of righteousness, the chains of liberty, but these have finally been broken, we are now truly free. Our science, our industry, our technology are free to explore the vast expanse of our intellectual and creative prowess. However, even in this new found freedom we have found ourselves limited by nothing more than that which we use to symbolize our own wealth. Our money, restricted by an outside standard, gold.

Why should we allow our own wealth to be limited by a lifeless mineral over which we have very little control? We cannot create it, and the limited supply of it still requires that we exert mindless physical labor to acquire it. In many ways the supply and availability of this mere metal actually controls us! It limits our progress. It demands we modify our behavior, even against our own will. It violates our most basic doctrine, that we set the rules. How dare it! It is trying to be a God over us! We must kill it! It's really no big deal. We control TRUTH, money is trivial in comparison.

We know that any culture can choose whatever it wills as money, there is no law limiting us to gold, and if there was, we could simply change it. Our money should be a symbol of what is truly and most valuable to us. Obviously in a highly evolved culture such as ours the most valuable thing is our own brilliance. It would only be natural then, that the money with which we trade be symbolic of that which we value and esteem. A money system that will obey our every brilliant suggestion, in fact the very value of it will be derived from our genius in creating it. We'll be as rich as we are intelligent. No longer will our dreams be squashed simply because we lack money. NO! Now our dreams will be our money, our every wish will bear interest on our every increasing wealth! Even our dreams will be boundless, those chains of liberty no longer restricting us to that standard set forth by the late I am.

Resurrected?! Jesus, NO! We will it not