Insurance

Let me ask you this...have you thought about what your family would do if you weren't around? Ah...yes/no.

If there is an occupation that finishes below used car salesman on the socio-cultural barometer it might be insurance salesman. Specifically, Life Insurance. However, insurance companies happen to have the financial clout to name the tune the rest of us will have to dance to. They pretty much own everything.

So, it's a simple matter for them to hire think tank guys to put their heads together. Monitor the human weathervane for a while, see which way the wind is blowing, then two parts prediction, two parts precedent and five parts manipulation they create the new stew. A brand new way to force feed the public a benevolent, munificent image and high moral character. Ascribing all the highest human qualities to an institution/corporation or entire industry. Insurance.

I suppose insurance is a necessary evil, and it can in fact come in handy when you have to bury grandpa and you don't want to deplete your entire life's savings. The cost of a funeral these days...oy vey.

But these agents they hire to tout the product, they just can't wipe all the slime of greed off their hands so when they shake yours to say hello, it's hard to hold the pen to sign your name on the dotted line...as it keeps slipping out of your fingers.

And the scripted sales pitch is monotonous, predictable, manipulative and dishonest. The scenarios the script writers have devised are like the Bush strategy for invading Iraq. Shock and awe. Fear. Get your prey on the defensive...you can't fight the inevitability that we're all going to kick the bucket.

That's it for now. Much more on this subject later.