Why Not Just Print More Money? 

There's an urban legend about how a man in 1920s Germany took a wheelbarrow full of cash to the bank to make a deposit. Left the wheelbarrow outside the bank while he went inside to fetch a teller. When he came back the wheelbarrow was gone... But the pile of cash was still there.

I'm convinced Seamus just lives to make Bobs life a living hell with his LOGIC and FACTS.

*The Weimar Republic has left the chat*

In 1920s Germany, it was actually cheaper to just burn money than to buy real fuel like wood or coal.

*I love how he accurately predicted* _when and where at what point in the road the baby would ask that specific question_ *so he could get hit by the car*

The best explaination I've seen about inflation is from the cartoon show Clarence with the one episode where the whole school got obsessessed with "Clarence dollars", using it as their own currency to exchange stuff like food and toys and even fighting over it. They fixed this problem by printing so many more "Clarence dollars" and gave it to everyone. Having everyone have so many Clarence dollars, it actually felt very worthless to them and they can't exchange it for sh1t anymore because the kids wanting to sell stuff can't accept more Clarence dollars because they already have so many. They all instantly gave up on the Clarence dollars and went back to normal. And the best part about this is that the Clarence dollars are pretty much just paper with drawings on it that is practically worthless, just like actual currency.

I do love the increasing absurdism of the setup scenario

The 'actually' part is my favorite every time

I have 100 billion and 100 trillion dollar bills from Zimbabwe. I looked up, before the currency went completely defunct, how much it was worth and it was literally worth less than the paper it was printed on.

When you are peacefully driving, talking about economics with your family and then some bush-headed Catholic shows up out of nowhere saying "actually" from outside the car... He is watching you...

"you economics nerds can't force your beliefs on me!" - my friends when I start babbling on about the economy

Actually ... Freedomtoon Characters can't die.

lol Bob didn't market in economic skills.

I alway love that unlike other animations your characters always kinda move. They don’t just sit there as much as other channels do until it’s their turn.

I just hate it when so much evidence has been present right IN front of them to prove your point and they STILL don't believe you.

For a guy presenting 'Common Sense Soapbox', the guy probably should have thought about NOT STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD!

Legend has it placing your hands on any book of economic and declaring all its contents to be irrelevant in a socialist utopia will summon the mighty Seamus

When they call being right all the time annoying mansplaining, you embrace the trope. I love you.

I remember asking this when I was younger.... such a eye opener. Man history at GCSE was a life lesson.

*HAHA MONEY PRINTER GO BBBBRRRRRRR!*

I never thought of the government printing money as a tax. It makes so much sense

Not even a speeding car can stop Seamus. That’s how determine he is. You have to give him that. Also I could have sworn Russia had the same problem at one point.

Anyone says literally anything about economics incorrectly ACTUALLY

FEE: Why not just print more money? Venezuela: WRITE THAT DOWN!

Looks at Venezuela, Zimbabwe, and Germany.

The dollar originally was backed by gold, at $20/ounce. Today, it's about $1,400 an ounce. In other words you gave the government a dollar, and they gave you back a cent and a half.

I learned this in grade school. Yet Ocasio-Cortez doesn't get this after getting an economics degree. WTF

I want to turn Seamus into an SCP that randomly appears to people in order to teach them about economics, and he won't leave until the person in question has full comprehension of the subject matter.

Because Germany already tried that

The Fed see the title in 2020: *Write that down! Write that down!*

Even if you pay a fisherman ten times his regular pay, that doesn't mean he'll be able to produce ten times the fish. That's the problem with Communism/Socialism: The belief that demands can always increase the supply.

Imagine wasting all that time making this video yet somehow not understanding that money printer goes BRRRR

*South African Government* : I'm gonna pretend I didn't see that.

1:48 Zimbabwe? 1:51 Dammit! Beaten by a toddler... Edit: 2:03 Oh. it is mentioned.

Some says anything about economics Samus rises out of the ground SCP 106 style: Well actually.

I love Bob's character development

"Why not just print more money?" Weimar Republic: Hold my beer.

This was an easy question. It's obvious that if you suddenly have more of one resource, it's value is just going to drop. That's what happened in Venezuela.

haha money printer go brr

Quick, someone send this video to Venezuela before the situation gets worst!

This is one of those facts that could be much more complicated but all most people need to know is what this video says

@ 0:23 You seem to me like that "Adam Ruins Everything". But, instead, you're actually good. :D

This is Seamus' best _'Actually'_ to date. 10/10

*haha money printer go brrr*

Guy: *talks about Weimar Republic, Zimbabwe, and Venezuela* 1945-6 Hungary: Am I a Joke to you?

Meanwhile money printer go brrrr

i learn this in 4th grade of primary school yet people have a hard problem to grasp simple logic

"Alright, Leaves are now money." "We have too much inflation, burn all the trees." "Now we're in crippling economic turmoil." "You're all idiots." -Like if you get the reference.

Germany:oh no an us dollar costs 4.2 trillion marks Hungary:*laughs in 2 sextillion pengo per dollar*

That feel when money is worth less than the paper it's printed on.

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These charecters have more charecter development than most netflix shows

haha money printer goes brrrr

Money is an indicator, just printing more is like pinning the dial of the gas gauge to always indicate the tank is full. As the tank drains each marking on the dial represents less and less gasoline.

Virgin libertarian: nooo you can’t just print more money that will cause inflation! Chad neo-liberal: haha money printer go brrrr

This is where it all began. The great series that would go on to teach the world about responsible economic practices.

2020: money printer go BRRRR

I find it hard to believe that there are actually people who exist who still think that just printing money is still a viable solution to pay for expenses. It's the kind of thing where its been said so much that you would expect everyone to just know it by now.

Showing this to my Senior economics class lol

Nobody: Seamus: *teleports in front of you* 0:23

Can I actually summon Seamus by talking economical nonsense? I'll try it: We need a minimum wage, healthcare is better run by government than by public businesses and we should tax the rich

0:18 It’s a commonly known fact the Seamus is like a quantum particle, he is everywhere, and as soon as you check, he collapses into one spot. “Checking” being the act of saying something economically illiterate.

In weimar Germany people used to burn banknotes to keep warm. That's how worthless their money was.

It was a quiet night in Pennsylvania. Pitch black sky, covered in many shining stars stood stoically above the small highway that led from the small towns on the outskirts of Pittsburgh to the main city. The highway was almost completely empty, with no car to ride on it, for it was already a late hour. Except for one small orange family car. It was driven by Ron. He was accompanied by his beautiful wife Sarah, and in the backseat, their good friend Bob babysat their six-months old child. Ron and Sarah went out to the movies that day, and they paid Ron's college roommate Bob to take care of their baby while they are in the theatre. "Bob, are you watching the baby?", asked Sarah, unsure about Bob's professionality. She believed that Bob was a lazy person who couldn't do his job right; hence she was worried. "Of course", replied Bob, feeling a bit insulted. "That's what you're paying me for." Sarah's baby was oddly curious for their young age. By some miracle, they could speak semi-coherent sentences and already showed interest in the great, weird world around them. They were interested in why Bob is being "paid" for taking care of them; even though they didn't know what is the use of those funny papers everyone calls "money". They never saw a true transaction before. "Mama, dada", they asked their parents. "Why Bob need money?" Ron, slightly tired and frustrated because of the long way home, replied kind of laconically, while also remembering his time at college with Bob: "Because Bob never acquired marketable skills and money doesn't grow on trees." "You majored in performing arts, Ron!", exclaimed Bob, once again insulted by Ron's bashing of him. The baby has now realized that people need money to survive, but yet, they were still too young to realize that money had to be earned. For them, money was just a funny paper that people need and can be given. "Why not just print more money? Then Bob can have some more.", the baby said. Ron's eyes were closing of need to sleep. He tried desperately to focus on the road, so his family can get safely to their home. It would be hard for even a fully awake and energized man to see in front of the car; it was dim moon and their headlights were the only source of light. But then, his tired eyes quickly opened wide, as he saw something that truly horrified him. His good friend Seamus, whom he also met in college, suddenly appeared. He was highly interested in computer animation and economics, and identified as a libertarian. It would usually be funny when Bob would fail at understanding economics, and Seamus would appear out of nowhere. But now, it was not fun at all. He stood right in the middle of the road, not realizing he is in deadly danger. "Actually...", Seamus began speaking, peacefully like he was talking in a park. Ron was sweating profoundly, and he suddenly steered the wheel and pressed the brake furiously so he would not hit Seamus. Everyone in the car screamed terrified. But it was already too late. Seamus was hit by the car, and the car steered too far left and hit the fence. ... Bob woke up a minute later. His entire world was upside down. The car hit the fence so hard it flipped and landed on its roof. Shards of broken glass were lying around everywhere. "Jesus Christ...", Bob exclaimed while rubbing his painful head. When he pulled his hand back, he found blood and a piece of glass on it; several glass shards must have hit him in the bed. His pupils widened, as he questioned himself: "Is the baby okay?" He turned to the baby, terrified of the worst, only to find out that it was only bruised and crying. Ron and Sarah, on the other hand, unfortunately, died. There already was no hope for them. "Oh God...", screamed Bob, as he picked up the baby from the children's seat and went out of the car. The smell of smoke and gasoline indicated that the car is on fire; they had to escape the car if they were to survive. "Don't worry", Bob settled the baby. "Everything is okay." Bob walked out of the car, baby in hand. Now the baby was settled, but Bob wasn't. He fully understood the weight of the situation. Then he took out the phone and called 911, reporting a car accident on the highway from Philadeplhia to Saint Louis. An ambulance and a firefighter team were on their way to the place. Bob tried to walk in circles, hoping that that would ease his mind. Then he heard a familiar voice whisper: "Bob..." "Seamus!", Bob exclaimed in anger. He ran towards Seamus, who was lying immobile on the ground. Tire marks were visible on him and he had several hard injuries. He still was strong enough to talk to Bob, though. Bob was furious at him. He blamed him for the accident that happened. "Seamus! Do you have any idea what you have done?" "Calm down, Bob", whispered Seamus with a weak voice. "CALM DOWN?", screamed Bob, now truly furious at Seamus. "If it wasn't for you, Seamus, we would all go home and continue with our lives! But no, Seamus, you just had to appear out of nowhere to give us one more of your pointless economic lectures noone cares about. And you just HAD to appear in the middle of a highway! Do you realize that because of you and your selfish need to teach us about economic, Sarah and Ron are fucking dead, and this baby right here is now a fucking orphan? DO YOU UNDERSTAND, SEAMUS? THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" "Actually...", started Seamus, but then a frown ran upon his face, as he realized. "...actually, yes. It's my fault." "I'm glad you realize", bashed Bob. "But it's too late now, Seamus." "I understand, Bob.", smiled Seamus. Then he pulled out his wallet and gave it to Bob. "Here. It should be enough money to pay for the medical services." Bob inspected the wallet, and then noticed something strange. "But there is only enough money for one medical procedure", Bob asked. "I know, Bob.", Seamus said. A tear ran down his eyes. "After all, do you really think I can survive this accident?" ... Time went by. Bob endured a successful operation in which all of his injuries were treated. Because he was in a hospital, he could not attend to the funeral of his friends. This was a time when Bob was confused. Before, he would have a stale way of life. He would be unemployed, believe in socialism, and his only events in the days that went by were Seamus lecturing him on basic economics. But now, he was the father of Ron and Sarah's baby. He walked out of the hospital, holding the baby. "Alright little guy", he said to them. "I am going to take care of you." Bob was a great father. He found a job so he could take care of the baby, and then, when he gained enough capital, he made his own taco stand. He took great inspiration from his friends; Seamus, Sarah, and the people he met in his adventure in the future. He wanted to be a better father than his father was.The baby called him "Uncle Bob" and they loved Bob. Bob taught the child how to ride a bike, tie their shoes, and many other life skills. He was always there for his new child. Even on Mother's day, he would appear in the school with a wig, just so his son would be happy. But he still couldn't get rid of the memories of the accident. After some time, he turned to alcoholism and denial. ... The child, now 9, woke up in the middle of the night, frightened by some normal nightmare children usually have. They walked quietly over to Bob's room, saying: "Uncle Bob, I can't sleep!". But Bob wasn't in his room. Then the child heard some voices from the kitchen. They walked over to the kitchen, scared. The light was turned on. What he saw was.. incredibly strange. Bob was standing in there, talking to seemingly noone. "But Seamus, central planning is good!", he exclaimed out of nowhere. Then a few seconds passed, and he said "C'mon, Seamus, stop lecturing me on economics!" "Uncle Bob?", the child asked, and Bob's eyes widened in horror. He turned around, only to see his child frightened by his weird behaviour. "Why are you talking to nobody, Uncle Bob? And why are you reffering to Seamus?" Bob knew the game was over. The child could no longer be lied to. It finally was time to tell them the truth. "Ben, come.", Bob said, sadder than ever. "You know how we haven't seen your mom and your dad for so long?" "Yes, Uncle Bob, I thought that was strange too." "Well, Ben... They are not coming back." And then Bob told the child, now named Ben, everything. "So, Mom and Dad died?", asked Ben. "Yes, Ben.", sighed Bob. "I tried to protect you from that fact for so long, but I guess that there really was no point in that." It was all quiet for a moment, and then Ben broke the silence. Not by crying, not by cursing, not by blaming Bob, but by saying: "My Mom and Dad aren't dead." "But, Ben", Bob said. "They are, I just said it." "No, Uncle Bob, they aren't.", Ben said back. Then he smiled and hugged Bob. "YOU are the best Mom and Dad ever. Especially considering you were trying so hard to be both all the time." "Thank you, Ben!", thanked Bob. Now he finally felt rid of the emptiness that he felt all the time. "Y'know, Ben, without you, I would still be the same troglodyte as I was back then when Seamus lectured us all about capitalism, Sarah sold lemonade, and Ron studied performing arts. Thank you for being such a good child."

We! Money printers goes brrrrrr. Zoomers: **authistic screams**

Print notes for another nation so that their currency is worth less, benefitting yourself in the process. And do people actually not know that printing more money makes the value go down? I knew that since Primary lmao when I heard about the Germans needing to have a wheelburough of cash just for some sweets.

people have made this joke but "lets print more money" Weimar republic: *nervous laughter* "yeah, lets"

Should have mentioned what causes inflation and how we can stop it, this episode just confirmed that it exists.

Isn’t bobs cake baking skill a marketable trait?

Bob is the best character, his voice cracks me up.

QUICK: TO THE MONEY MACHINE!

I FINALLY REFOUND YOU!!! Been trying to find you again for years. A shorts popped up today from you, and I legit thought I was going crazy for a moment. Edit: Undid edit

Guy who got ran over: Everyone else: GET OUT OF THE CAR!

It's technology that needs to be innovative. So more production, more supply, less demand, less price, less currency required, more having power.

The only time Inflation is good is when you kill a boss in InflationRPG and gain 1000 levels.

Thank you for not making me look like an idiot in an argument

Oh this aged well. 2020 feds

That baby is one of the sparks of hope for the future.

The Weimar Republic had the worst economy. Hungary after WW2: *Nervous Sweating*

A freaking baby:let’s print more money Seamus: *materials* ACTUALLY

Just print more mone ... *ACTUALLY*

It would have worked better if Shamus had popped up from the trunk, that way they could have made the joke: "how the hell did you get into our car" as a stowaway of couse

Haha, money printer go brrr.

I live in Argentina where most economists believe inflation isn't generated by the monetary emission. How is that possible you ask? Well, when the government owns universities, they'll teach what's convenient for said government.

I've heard a lot of good things about light inflation. It incentivizes investment. It helps to bypass the psychological hurdles of sticky wages. Obviously, hyperinflation is bad. But I don't see mild inflation as being a huge danger.

1923. I would know Edit: this was made a year and a half ago and I still got a heart within a minute. Really shows the dedication here, and I respect that.

President Biden needs to see this

Show this to AOC, she probably would think this is the advanced stuff.

*BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

"Den Bob can haves some more money" Seamus: *teleports in front of the car* "ACTUALL-"

Adam ruins everything the PG13 version

It's interesting. During periods of war like the Second World War, the government printed all the money it needed, but then had people buy bonds which was basically a money sink. So they controlled inflation by taking out money as more came in.

0:01 "let's go."

If we ended inflation the government could actually pay for big projects without and increase in taxation rates by simply buying from businesses in unenlightened countries who still have it.

Something I've always wanted to find out is if it is possible to reverse inflation.

The mind-numbing fact, however, is that there are just so many people out there who appear to suffer from a bizarre form of "intentional ignorance," even refusing to listen to a single, even poorly articulated argument for fear of harshing the mellow of their somnambulistic self-imposed fugue state of belief in the fantasy of the current economic system.

Why not just get notebook paper and make your own money

Let’s be honest, as children we all said we should print more money to end poverty.

"Seamus DESTROYS woke leftist baby"

Baby: why not print money Baby, but later in the video: like weimar germany? Me: wait how did he suggest printing money then?