(November 15, 2013 at 1:35 pm)Drich Wrote:(November 15, 2013 at 11:54 am)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Mmmhhhmmmmm those effects would be interesting to say the least. In China you would have huge lay offs, while in the us you would a massive remobilization. With a huge Hick up in production and possibly price.which would force their hand in other areas.
China is buying up huge tracts of land in Africa along side the nile and using it to grow their crops/rice. If their economy faulters, they still need that food/land, and the water the nile provides. alot of the countries who depend on the nile for water are already mad at china for diverting so much of the water of the nile onto crops that do not benfit that region at all. If China can not buy what it needs they are big enough now to simply take it. They are now the only true world power. When a country monoplizes manufacturing it controls the modern world. Allowing it to simply do as it pleases. All it need do is simply make it's wants a 'moral mandate' and the people of the largest nation and most powerful nation in the world will follow their popular morality where ever their goverment leads them.
Kinda reminds me of revaltion, and how it speak of this massive army of the 'east.' The nile drying up ect..
Yes but then you run into another key problem that makes the chinese economy somewhat fragile. A worker in America or Canada makes enough money to buy what he produces, hence they are paid much more then a Chinese contemporary. A Chinese worker does not, and since many epeople cannot buy what they produce, hence they often rely on us to buy it.
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To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
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