Sunday, July 10, 2016

The child is grown; the dream is gone.

Long ago, you'd walk into a house filled with children and see hash marks all over the linoleum. These lines measured how fast kids were growing, and all it took to verify the household's accounting was to compare them with little humans dashing back and forth, assuming they'd stand still long enough.

I'm sure there's an app for it these days.

I can't imagine anything better calculated to lift eyebrows than a constantly updated chart on the side of brewery, visible to the public, showing how many barrels of beer actually are being produced inside. Of course, the Feds know. They're collecting taxes on real output, as contrasted with hopeful estimates on a business plan.

Come to think of it, perhaps there needs to be one set of hash marks visible to the general public, and another capable of being seen only by bankers and brewery investors.

But aren't we doing that already?

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