Gray, Concrete Gray, and More Depressing Gray

In 2020 I was looking to purchase a new SUV and, repeatedly, the dealers stocked only black, silver, and gray.

I attributed at the time the lack of color and choices to the reduced inventories and manufacturing shortages due to the Covid 2019 pandemic Necessary chips for cars were in short supply. It would be four years before I could buy my desired red color but not necessarily the make and model I wanted.

Perhaps car manufacturers want to move cars quicker and thus the bland choices of paint colors.

Perhaps Minimalism has blanketed the world, and we are just now noticing the trend. Maybe the many shades of gray indicate 21^st century sophistication.

Healthy subjects in a study conducted by the University of Manchester in 2010 chose yellow as the color that governed their mood. Anxious and depressed subjects participating in the study chose the color gray because it represented “a dark state of mind, a colorless and monotonous life, gloom, misery or disinterest in life.” Depressed people “tend to describe life as ‘monochromatic’ or as having ‘lost its color.’

Then I started seeing a lack of color in department stores and furniture upholstery – offerings were grey, beige, black, and greyer. The furniture, whether plastic or wood, was gray.

Accessories were gray, towels were gray, shoes and tennis shoes were gray, plates, napkins, carpets, backpacks, coolers, tapestries, plastic, and glassware were all gray. There was so much gray to give a survivor of communism a permanent headache and depression. The color gray was even declared the “color of the decade.”

It was apparent to me that corporate globalists have decided in the last few years to transform the face of our colorful society into a drab and communist-looking tapestry.

The buildings’ exterior, the depressing colors, the lack of colors and offerings in stores, the promotion of gray, ash, concrete gray, puke gray, drab gray, beige-gray, petroleum gray, black, white, and brown, became a bothersome uniformity which I recognized from my previous twenty years lived under communism.

Why would communism pick such drab, dark, dull, and uninspired colors? Because they wanted to keep the population under their control, oppressed, sad, and depressed. Everything became a soul-less gray and darker gray, light gray, medium gray, with barely lit train stations and stores as if to conceal the stains of gray misery.

After the lockdowns many public buildings, restaurants, fast food chains, and even apartment complexes and homes had undergone a similar transformation to dark gray, various shades of gray, black, brown, and beige. Maybe paint was only offered in gray and it was cheap?

Fast food buildings removed large windows and added small, prison-like windows, and the previously happy colors and signs disappeared. The choices of towels, furniture, cars, clothes, and other products have narrowed to the same basic hues of gray, black, beige, and brown. People excused this trend as minimalism. I knew it as Bauhaus utilitarian ugly.

Granted that lighter colors are less showy and easier to match more tastes, then why the previous opulence of colors and choices? Was it that the well-heeled wanted simpler and minimalist lines to show off their good taste? There is no denying that something painted in less showy colors sells much easier and quicker.

Austrian architect Adolf Loos said in his 1908 essay “Ornament and Crime” that “evolved people gravitated toward clean lines and plain surfaces,” unornamented and clutter-free.

Le Corbusier, the “father” of modern architecture, wrote that “color is suited to simple races, peasants, and savages.”  Well-to-do Americans call those who like bright colors, “Lilly Pulitzer people.” The Lilly clothing line is famous for bright hues of pink, blue, yellow, orange, and green.

The Bauhaus was a German art school which existed between 1919 and 1933. Its vision of mass production and function was adopted by all former Iron Curtain countries in Europe; they started churning out ugly concrete block apartments where the helpless populations were herded into from their former homes and farms which the Communist Party had confiscated. An occasional crumbling concrete piece looked like a loose tooth hanging from its dirty gray façade.

Walter Gropius’s (1883-1969) vision from Weimar spread into modern design, modernist architecture, graphic design, interior design, industrial design, and typography. The Bauhaus school was closed in 1933 under pressure from the Nazi regime who considered it “a center of communist intellectualism.”

Bauhaus spread internationally to the United States and to Tel Aviv via Jewish Bauhaus architect immigrants. According to sources, “The White City of Tel Aviv has the highest concentration of Bauhaus architecture in the world.”

As Bauhaus spread increasingly across the world, selected and pushed by globalist corporate controllers, it is no surprise that the color chosen for this decade is gray and the style is Bauhaus utilitarian.

When I visited my favorite department store which was always decorated with red, white, and green way before the Christmas season, decorations displayed a gray table with gray chairs, gray plates, black glasses, and white napkin holders. One solitaire painting of a red bush surrounded by green background was overlooking the funereal décor.

This is not just about depressing the population with ugly buildings, cars, and shades of gray, it is about the global transformation of the west into a socialist/communist society to better control the naïve population in every way. And the quickest way will be via digital currency sold as convenience.

How Useful is Gold

Gold is useful or useless, depending on who you ask. Gold serves its purpose for coinage, store of value, portability, collectors, medicine, chemistry, electronics, and on the finger of every engaged or married couple around the globe as a symbol of the circle of life and forever love.

Gold used to be a universal yardstick of coinage value in market exchanges. Gold was helpful because it did not die on the way to the market, held its relative value in any amounts, did not tarnish, and it was the gold standard around the globe since 2500 B.C., relatively speaking.

Gold stopped being the universal yardstick behind the value of every currency after 1971, when the U.S. discontinued redeeming its paper currency with gold. That is when money became valued by government fiat (Latin for ‘let it be’).

Major trading nations had a fixed, official rate of exchange (1944-1971) tied to the U.S. dollar. Each dollar could be redeemed for gold at $35 per ounce. In 1971, the Nixon administration abandoned the gold standard and, since then, currencies have floated daily in value against each other, influenced by supply and demand, and by the monetary policies of various governments in their efforts to ‘manage’ their specific currencies. Some countries pegged (linked) their currencies to the value of the U.S. dollar or used the U.S. dollar.

Brics countries (Brazil, Russia, China, India, and South Africa) have agreed to trade in their own currencies and crypto currencies, via a payment called BRICS Pay.

There are countries that experience wild and rapid changes in the value of their currencies for various reasons, i.e., they cannot issue their own currencies, their economies are in turmoil, runaway inflation, deflation, defaults on loan agreements, huge balance of trade deficits, and bad economic policies that exacerbate the situation.

Gold reserves and a strong currency have always been stability goals. The value of gold has exploded to the highest level of $5,500 and recently to $4,600 per troy ounce (31.103 grams).

The spot price of gold represents the real-time market value for immediate delivery of 0.999+ pure gold. The global trading of exchanges COMEX in New York and the London Bullion Market Association (LBMA) determine the price.

Price factors are supply and demand of gold, economic uncertainty, inflation rates, currency strength (especially the U.S. dollar), central bank policies, and geopolitical events such as wars.

Gold has always been a sign of wealth, a store of value, and a metal traded as gold bullion. According to Ed Conway, “Great Britain has no goldmining, no significant gold reserves, but is one of its biggest producers. That is because much of the world’s physical gold passes through London on its way somewhere else.”

How useful is gold in our modern society? Aside from store of value in the bank vaults of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, wedding bands, engagement rings with precious stones, and shiny jewelry, there are not many applications for gold.

One could say that we could live comfortably if there was no gold unearthed from mountains, a very toxic process with cyanide and mercury that hurts the environment, especially the rivers and soil.

A wedding ring required long ago one third or less of a ton of ore extracted from the earth in the traditional mining way, with a pickaxe. Experts say that today it takes 4-20 tons of rock blasted from a mountain to make one gold band.

After rocks are blasted from the side of a mountain in massive quantities, they are crushed and ground into a powder, then mixed with a cyanide solution which separates the gold from the rest of the dust. Do cyanide and mercury used in the process leech into the environment? Sometimes they do and low fines are levied.

John Maynard Keynes once called gold “a barbarous relic.”  Gold does play a small role in electronics and chemistry, about ten percent of demand.

There are so many other materials in the world besides gold, without which life would be much more difficult, but simpler as judged by minimalists, environmentalists, and conservationists - sand, salt, coal, iron, gas, fossil fuels, lithium, bauxite, and copper.

 

 

Colors and Poppies

When I was a child, my friends and I would walk away from our concrete block apartments to the nearby wheat fields guarded by two scary-looking men armed with axes. The desire to find and pick red poppies in bloom was stronger than any fear these men inspired. As little girls, we did not understand why it was necessary to guard a simple field of wheat with axes.

We eventually made the connection between the seeds of wheat and the ability to turn them into flour from which our mothers would bake bread. Because flour was in short supply and rationed, we had to line up daily to purchase ready-made bread before the communist-owned store ran out. 

Nobody in their right minds would have stolen wheat from the Communist Party that owned the field and all the means of production. They owned all the people too, including us. Our parents trained us all the time to keep our mouths shut and never say anything in public that we heard at home or else we would never see our parents again.

We reached the edge of the wheat field. The purplish-blue butterflies were out in force, flying by in their airy dance. We each caught one for a moment in our cupped palms, felt its velvety wings touching our skin, then released it giggling.

We were not too afraid of the guards with axes because we erroneously thought that they were there to protect us from harm.

We were happy and looking forward to finding the small patch of red poppies we spotted from our fifth-floor balcony the day before.

The intense poppy red was a sharp contrast to the colors that surrounded our lives. Color was often denied in our drab existence. Uniforms and regular street clothes came in basic groups such as brown, black, navy, grey, ink blue. White and ink blue shirts completed our uniform palette.

Beautiful flowers with stunning colors and shapes, often planted on small balconies in clay pots, was our way to escape the sad and grey world of the Bauhaus minimalist existence the Communist Party leaders forced us to survive in.

Grandma and mom’s siblings who lived in the country had a small patch by their homes in which they planted both vegetables and fragrant roses.

Occasionally we would find fabrics with a splash of red or pink and women bought yards to make dresses for little girls. The rest of us wore the basic and depressing colors of communist control – shades of grey, brown, black, and navy blue.

We walked joyfully that day, with a spring in our steps – Milica, Viorica, Dorina, and I. We reached the poppy patch, swimming through dense and tall blades of wheat, oblivious to the micro cuts we got from the plants hitting exposed skin.

As we started to pick a few poppies, the guards appeared out of nowhere, waving their axes and shouting for us to disappear before they hurt us for crushing the wheat.

I am not sure how much wheat we trampled; but we were running for our lives, so we thought, out of breath, and with tears streaming down our faces.

Clutching a few poppies to my chest, we ran in the direction of our apartments, crossing the railroad tracks separating the apartment buildings from the fields. I placed my poppies in a glass of water on the windowsill, a vibrant reminder of God’s beauty.

Our parents had no idea where we had been because we never told them. We were sure to be punished if we did. I never forgot the incident and never went back. My exploration streak would find plenty of wonders in my grandparents’ villages.

Years later I finally understood what the two men with axes were guarding. It was not the wheat harvest; it was the hidden poppies, the opium crop of those who had planted it.

The communist government ignored the illegal activities of its agents.