Depressed and frustrated, she sat sobbing in her robe, unable to go to work. Gloomily watching something on TV, tears gently dribbled down her cheeks and into the breakfast she had prepared...
The economy is still in the crapper. I am not referring to the rosy news from Wall Street, but Main Street USA. Unemployment is still way up there.
National security- face it, we have what we have only because the guys and gals in the trenches doing the work to protect this country, and to insure a continuance of law and order, despite the fact that the nations "Top Cop" is a political hack, with no more sense than a sack of hammers.
We are piling on debt, so should our economy fail, it will drag the rest of the world with it. Inflation will run amok, and libtards will go apoplectic as anarchy reins. Wars have started over such things.
I think about all this crap all the time. I have to. Its my job to see things get done, and lately I can't do my job. Cancelled contracts means layoff on production, assembly, sales, and yes project management. My colleagues at HQ write me short emails about how they have nothing left to do until the economy gets moving- can only do so much planning, but unless someone says "OK, we can afford it, lets do it" we sit idle...and so the orders for stuff DON'T go out, and the vendors, don't build ...blah blah blah.. i know you know what I am saying. You might even be mad at me, since i still have a job. I am not going to be sorry for that. I took a huge cut in salary to keep my job- sort of agree to this or you are out. Now its going for round 2.
"Oh, about the pension plan, we are thinking of making that entirely funded by you, no matching funds, no employer contributions..." just like that. Cut my wages then tell me I am on my own for the retirement. I saw this coming. I will be OK, but many won't be.
My retirement has been indefinitely postponed, until I figure out if us and the dog will be sharing the same canned gruel, or not.
Its all pretty damn depressing. And so now I am supposed to get all worked up about Arizona's new law? Which only supports existing federal law? Nobody is going to get stopped and asked for their papers, th ats horse pucky and they morons spouting that need to shut the hell up...I (unlike El Presidente and his jingoist AG) have read the law...incidental to investigation of a crime or infraction, police may with reasonable cause inquire to the nationality and status of a person..pretty fricking simple people, they DO THAT NOW...difference is now it will also be a state crime,a nd they can haul you in and turn you over to ICE. Good...
Don't get me started on our stupid ass California State Gubment...OH, and thanks LA, you broke haven for libertards, for making our state a magnet for illegal immigration with your sanctuary status...
You're not so bad....
ReplyDeleteHonestly, the country is about as messed up as it ever could get. And Congress just doesn't have a clue and doesn't give a damn about the people. We have slowly, methodically, thoroughly been overthrown. True representative democracy no longer exists in the USA.
ReplyDeleteHow Did You Die?
ReplyDeleteby Edmund Vance Cooke
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it? You are beaten to earth?
Well, well, what's that!
Come up with a smiling face.
It's nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there--that's disgrace.
The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts;
It's how did you fight--and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?
Indeed!
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