by seenmostofit » Sat 12 May 2012, 07:30:22
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('Sixstrings', '
')You know what, they need a venture capital guy. If Facebook is worth $100 billion and silly flash games are worth a billion, collapsenet should be able to get funding. It actually is a new innovative idea. A social media site for doomer types combining news with social features, as years goes on doomers are becoming mainstream (permaculture, energy issues, climate change, look at Nat Geo they have a whole series called Doomsday Preppers).
Perhaps they did try a venture capital fund? You can just see the business model questions though, "So Mr Ruppert, you want us to give you $100 million in start up capital so you can build a really cool website, dependent on the www, which uses untold quantities of fossil fuels, so you can tell everyone that the world is going to collapse, including the web, because we are running out of fossil fuels, sometime in the near future? And you want to pay us back with...happy thoughts?"
He does make it sound like he is giving up something of value. The clue is here I bet....
"As the economy deteriorated a great many loyal members wrote to us in sadness that they could no longer afford even $10 a month."
Reading between the lines, it doesn't require a genius to notice that if you take this piece, "no longer afford even $10 a month" and substitute, "no longer find $10 a month worth of value", it is a wonderful, all encompassing explanation when you then put it within reach of this statement: "At the same time, while I was working seven days a week, it was essential that I be paid for that work. When we started the company, two eventful years ago, the board of directors approved a starting salary for me based upon what I needed to cover rent and essentials."
At the end of the day, it is always about the money, isn't it? Whether you are a wall street bankster or someone just looking for a way to keep the gravy train going. Good luck with the book Mike. May you never have to lift a finger in real work the rest of your life, may your supporters continue to flood your coffers with paypal cash like manna from the heavens, may your beer glass remain ever filled, you are the Cassandra of your time, unappreciated, unloved, wandering the earth just looking for a way to cover rent and essentials. Some of us call that a job, but you are a more highly evolved being, and deserve better than that. May your radio show continue to do well, may your music career take flight, may your conspiracies be never ending. God Speed.