Force feed the goose until it gets fat, then kill it and cook it and that will be that.
But force an economy fattened on debt and you'll lose most everything, especially your bet. Borrow the goose from tomorrow today, and tomorrow there shan't be a goose to lay golden eggs or a nest filled with more geese, for there shan't be many more people to fleece. Lead lambs to slaughter and have a great feast, for that is what feeds a most powerful beast, but after the gluttony is over and done, the race of the gobblers will have been run, and weary the runners who haven't been fed will get served up empty promises instead.
Their plates will stay clean, no gravy to find, to a stuttering halt the kitchen will grind. But those sated with fat from each carcass of goose will lap up the last of the drippings and juice and declare they had dined like never before but then look in vain for yet something more but the cupboard will stand empty and blankly bare for the fat cats will have taken no care to plan for tomorrow by conserving today and then they will all loudly bray --
"Who killed the goose we had planned to eat? Who's filled their plate and left us no meat? Who was so piggish as never to care if he had devoured far more than his share? Who will now feed us and stuff to the gills our bellies with delectable, sumptuous thrills? It's they should have planned to fill up our plates and not left us to deal with our unhappy fates."
Force feed the goose until it gets fat, then kill it and cook it and that will be that. But force an economy fattened on cash and you'll lose quite everything in the next coming crash. Crash goes the plate and the knife and the fork as there'll be less goose and there'll be less pork for the menu will not again serve sumptuous fare for the gluttons had eaten far more than their share.
After the gluttons themselves are carved up, someone who was hungry will then again sup and back will come the geese and the pigs and many will dine on the grapes and the figs that will once again burst from the trees and the vines as plenteousness will again show its signs.
And geese again will be golden, not rare and people will dine on a reasonable share.