One Of The Easiest Places In The World To Obtain Residency
One Of The Easiest Places In The World To Obtain Residency
Notes From The Field By Simon Black
December 16, 2019 San Juan, Puerto Rico
In late 2002, about 17 years ago at this time of the year, I was a young Army officer deployed to the Middle East.
It was just a few months before George W. Bush gave the order to invade Iraq, though all my fellow officers and I knew with 100% certainty that we would be going to war.
That turned out to be an extremely formative experience for me.
It was clear that Saddamn Hussein did not have any weapons of mass destruction, and that the pretext for the invasion was total bullshit. And at 23-years old, I was naive enough to be appalled that politicians would do something so irresponsible.
But it led me down a life-changing rabbit hole: if they were so irresponsible and cavalier about starting a war and putting people’s lives on the line, what else was rotten?
As I later learned-- quite a bit.
I started studying everything I could get my hands on about so many things I had taken for granted.
I learned about our system of money, and how unelected central bankers (who are primarily appointed by big Wall Street banks) manipulate interest rates and create financial bubbles.
I learned about the national debt, and the enormous Ponzi scheme of Social Security.
I also learned that it was a big world out there with incredible opportunities in places that I had never even considered.
One of those places was Panama.
Because of the all-important Panama Canal, the US military had established military bases in the country for most of the 20th century. And one of the Soldiers in my unit had been stationed there in the 1990s.
And he would NOT stop talking about how great Panama was, like it was some sort of Shangri-La earthly paradise.
Finally, I promised this guy I would go to Panama if he would only just shut up about it. He did. And I kept my promise. The following year I took my first trip to the country.
It was 2003. And when I landed at the main international airport, it looked and smelled like an old garage. It was about as small as a garage too… the main arrivals hall was tiny, cramped, and swarming with mosquitos.
There was no highway into town, and the streets were dimly lit. In fact, it seemed like the place was generally lacking electricity. All around it just looked like chaos.
But after meeting with lawyers and entrepreneurs, I found out that there was investment pouring into Panama.
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