Bottle Of Scotch

Think of every dollar in circulation as one great big bottle of scotch. Depending on how valuable your labor is in demand by the other drinkers, you shall receive a number of jiggers of scotch per week for your services. But here is the problem. The Federal Reserve bartender isn't raking in the tips he use to because people are worried and keeping their scotch rather than drinking and sharing it. So the Federal Reserve bartender figures he'll buy a round to get things rolling again in the barroom economy. He draws off a few jiggers from the big bottle to give to his favorite customers. Then he replaces the missing scotch with water. Come payday you apparently get your normal number of jiggers of scotch but they taste watered down. You ask the bartender, some cat named Ben, "what gives?" Ben assures you everything is normal and that what is happening is quantitative easing of the bottle of scotch voted on by the other Federal Reserve bartenders. You continue drinking your scotch not understanding what the devil Ben was yammering about. All you know is Ben's scotch is leaving a bad taste in your mouth.