Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Money is Not the Medium for Exchange at Fernbrook Resort Freelton

Money is Not the Medium for Exchange at Fernbrook Resort Freelton

Back in the days of old there was no electronic money. No coins. No paper currency. Whenever you wanted to purchase something you had to lug around cows, chickens, vats of coleslaw and blocks of limburger cheese to settle your tab.

Which made paying for things a real hassle.

Imagine being offered 12 chickens, 3 cows and 6 pounds of cheese for the hand of your daughter in marriage. Is that a deal? Or an insult? I guess it would depend on the type of daughter you have.

Fortunately, since those olden days of the late 1940’s, humanity has developed a standardized system of barter. Today, instead of offering some random combination of livestock and dairy products as payment, one can merely say, "How’s a hundred bucks for your daughter sound?" To which you might reply, "Fine. And for that price I’ll throw in the wife… and you might as well cart off my mother-in-law as well."

Now that my friends is a deal.

For someone at least.

However in the tiny dog ruled nation of Fernbrook Resort there are reports that currency is no longer king. It seems like they’ve stopped accepting all manner of payment where cash is the medium for exchange.

Take rent for instance, since the last regime change a couple of years ago now you can stand and waive money… but because of their distaste of the commonness of money – you get shunned. They turn and show you a backside. And trust me, it’s the kind of backside that you really don’t want to see.

Though rent isn’t the only bill that Fernbrook Resort does not accept money for. They’ve stopped accepting cash payment for property taxes. It’s in the neighborhood of four years since any of us have received a property tax bill. If they would just tell me how many cows we owed them we would pay them.

And it’s been over a year since any one here has received an electricity bill. Though maybe they’ll start billing us when they turn it back on for more than three hours at a stretch. Are we the North Korea of the Western World?

Now if they don’t want our cash then I’m quite willing to pay my bills with cheese or chickens or whatever. But wait a sec… what happens if I overpay a bill and my ‘change’ ends up being a tub of coleslaw and someone’s mother-in-law?

Take my money.

Please.

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