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Are you guys serious?Kent Doyler
This is a letter from a reader that we enjoyed so much we wanted to post it and share with you. Several months ago, while searching the web for my wife's birthday present, I stumble into 321 Gold. I could have moved on, except that I started reading The Mogambo Guru. I thought the man might be promoting a free porn site or would at least provide validation for such obsessions, and thus I kept reading. The man used big words, and wrote about the economy and politics, but I knew from his self-deprecating style that his priorities were probably like mine, and I read on. This Mogambo Guru is good, and it wasn't too far into his article before I forgot about my wife's birthday, and by the end of page two I wasn't even thinking about the free porn site I had hoped he would reveal. This self-proclaimed Guru was somehow reawakening in me a desire to understand how all that mumbo Jumbo about interest rates, deficit spending, bull and bear markets, the price of the yen and a lot of other things far and away removed from my daily worries could affect me. Until I read him, my primary concern about credit was how to keep my bartender from cutting off my bar tab. Now I might have been able to write off the Guru as a misguided derelict with a penchant for conspiracy theories, but he made sense, which is scary, because when I try to tell others about the Guru's teachings, they look at me and say uh ha and look at each other, and then they pretend that I can't tell the difference between a conspiratorial gesture and a twitch as one winks, and they roll their eyes around and say uh ha again and I fill like a misguided derelict with a penchant for conspiracy theories. It wasn't just the Guru that disrupted my blissful existence, but your whole site. I thought at first that it was just me, the Guru, and a few others like us, but then I read others contributing to your site, and they seemed really smart, and their wives probably respected them, and I knew that if they were into porn they wouldn't admit it. These people are so respectable they don't even mention conspiracies, I guess that was just me, but without that what have you left me? I've always fancied myself as a conservative, I voted Republican, I listened to Rush, I got my news from the fair and balanced network, and I believed the real Guru was Alan. I feel duped. If you guys are serious, and if your assessment is correct then lots of us have been duped. It seems that the people and institutions I believed in are either inept, or have a different agenda than the one advertised, either way my footings are crumbling. I have started taking action, getting out of debt etc. I paid off my bar tab, talk about paying for a dead horse, I go in there to have a couple of Dewers on the rocks and all I can think about is that it costs more than a new Silver Eagle and when did just two Dewers ever work, hell a fun night costs about a roll of twenty Eagles. And I'm trying to have fun all the while thinking about how many ounces of silver in the ground I could buy, if I spent that money on that stock that another of you guys recommended, and then I try to imagine what the Mogambo would do were he me, and I end up at the strip joint. Can you imagine trying to have fun when each drink costs an Eagle and how does one justify putting such value under a garter belt, I don't know how the Mogambo does it. It was all easier before. Some of you guys tell of an ominous future, and others speak of opportunity, but none of you leave me feeling confident in my old assumptions about the economic opportunity in America, nor do I feel confident in our leadership and the direction their policies seem to be taking us. It is because of this that I have tried to introduce these concepts to my friends and family, and I must tell you it is a daunting task that I am obviously not qualified for. For background my friends and family are not rich, but "get by." My brother read a few articles from 321 Gold and other sites, and agreed that he should prepare by buying some silver (about $5.00 an ounce) last November, but by Christmas he had a new snowmobile with six-inch paddles and 6000 horsepower, he brags that it will go faster than my car, he owns no silver. This boy is fifty-nine years old, but he won't give up his toys. My sister claims to be too broke to pay attention, but by Christmas she had a tummy tuck, a breast enhancement, and a new wardrobe from Nordstrom's. My sister in real estate listened to my tale, then calmly told me she had just listened to a motivational tape that advised forgetting about things one had no control over. She is presently moving into a new and bigger home. I'm convinced they too were sharing conspiratorial winks and giggles at the family Christmas party about their misguided brother on another fruitless tangent. How does the Mogambo do it? You guys go to a lot of work to convince people like me that you are serious, I think. Or maybe you just like to impress each other with erudition, either way I'm impressed. The Internet did not interest me as an information source until I started reading this site and others you referred me to. I thank you for your time. Kent Doyler 321gold Inc
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