One day, one will not even notice, and from one's buildable failures and somersaults, a few improvised houses of cards will collapse cheerfully in no time; one day, not only the petty, mischievous baby-tooth premiums, which it would have been good to give to every employee at least towards the end of the year, but also the regular pensions, whose basic value does not change, only their transparency and value are continuously decreasing, will start to leak through every crack.
Because they do not always say what the intentions of the ratings are, let alone keep the individual, the average individual, who cannot know anything about anything, completely calmly under the devilish veil of permanent uncertainty, since reason is already increasingly discouraged and disillusioned and hanging its dream-intoxicated head.
It can be hard to admit that Life is often like a group of crooks and fake card players cheating each other at the same time, because there has long been no honor for thieves, while the stock market speculation on the World Wide Web watches with superior, condescending indifference the pitiful slug-fight, which is usually produced by some social community even several times a day.
They walk around with indifferent Janusz poker faces and, if they like, even wander around a usable industrial or garbage hill, where even cockerels are used to scratching around, hoping to find priceless treasures in the mud. - Thinking a little more carefully, it is only possible to distribute truly essential and extremely important things to say and announcements in a veiled, dosed manner, mainly to those who can afford to pay more for them!
They are not going up the stigma-gradient - they are more like molehills, getting trapped in pitiful holes, going down, just as the standard of living is starting to sink more and more every day and is amortizing itself!
