Arrr! Methinks Cities: Skylines 2's treasure be not a swindle, but plagued with bugs, matey!
2023-10-27
Arr, me hearties! Methinks the supply and demand be all abaft, not matchin' its purpose. 'Tis a ruddy mess, like a scurvy dog chasin' its own tail! Aye, the market be as confused as a landlubber on a ship.
Arrr me hearties! Gather round and listen well as I spin ye a yarn about the curious affair of supply and demand, or lack thereof, in these treacherous waters of the 17th century. Methinks ye will find it as amusing as a parrot on a pirate's shoulder!Now, ye see, back in our day, the powers that be thought they had it all figured out. They believed that if the supply of a certain good be scarce, the demand for it would be high, and the prices would rise to match. Aye, it be a simple and logical notion. But alas, it seems that the invisible hand of the market be playing tricks on us pirates!
Picture this: there we were, a crew of swashbuckling sailors, in search of rum, booty, and all things shiny. But when we arrived at the nearest port, we found a peculiar sight – an abundance of rum barrels, stretching as far as the eye could see. "Blimey!" we exclaimed, scratching our heads. "What sorcery be this?"
Ye see, me hearties, the supply of rum had suddenly become as plentiful as mermaids in the Caribbean. But the demand, sadly, had not kept pace. We pirates had grown tired of the same ol' grog and had turned our attention to a new fad – coconut milk! Arrr, 'tis a refreshing drink, I must say. But I digress.
Without a high demand, the prices of rum plummeted faster than a cannonball into Davy Jones' locker. And so, the cunning merchants were left with more barrels than they knew what to do with. It be a sad sight to behold, me hearties, as they desperately tried to push their unwanted stock onto us pirates, offering discounts and free parrots with every purchase!
So ye see, me hearties, even in the world of pirates, where logic be a rare commodity, the laws of supply and demand can sometimes go awry. Aye, 'tis a strange and unpredictable world we sail in, where the rum flows freely, the demand changes like the wind, and the merchants be left scratchin' their heads, wonderin' where they went wrong. It be a reminder to us all that even the most reliable of economic theories can be as elusive as the treasure on a distant island.