This morning I had a dream with Bernanke. Yeah, weird, I know.
We were in a room in some big city apartment building with some other people for a publicity thing, a big-wig mingling with the commoners kind of photo-op. So I asked him real respectful like, why he gave all the bailout money to the banks rather than directly to the people.
He just laughed and went into the next room.
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