Okay. Happy Tuesday.
"I'll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today..." Whimpy
Strange frame of reference, I know, but that is the first thing that came to mind. And you know what they say, better to laugh than cry. Today, I just want to slap people and I'm not sure any amount of venting through blogging will settle me down.
If Health Care issues were not enough in this lazy, final month of summer to concern ourselves. If the fallout of stimulus spending and bailout money evaporating right before our eyes doesn't make us sick. If just thinking about how did we get here over and over again doesn't keep us from a true good night's sleep...I mean, we did it to ourselves. THIS didn't just happen overnight; and it's hardly an issue we can entirely blame (unfortunately) on our, current messiah, Obama. That foot, now calloused and tired, got stuck in the door decades ago.
We did it to ourselves.
But now, if all that wasn't enough, climbing out of the woodwork is that 20-something crowd begging for a hand out too! Are you kidding me?
80 Million Strong for Young American Jobs Look it up.
Please tell me this is a joke. Our young, liberal fed, nimby brained, right to choose, twenty somethings -- who on the weekend protest against the cause of the hour or trip on Ecstasy --are coming into the job market with what, no job opportunities available (like the rest of us) and say what? Want a break. They sure came away having learned their socialist skills while safely sequestered for four years, yes, in deed.
Day after graduation they are putting their skills immediately to work. They want loan-forgiveness if they serve in distressed communities (can you say community organizer), they want health insurance covered under their parents policy, they want free college tuition to low-income students (wait, I thought it was all about those who already graduated who were whining), and they want loans to start their own businesses...the budding entrepreneurs that they are.
On the opening page of their website it actually says "they are being forced [as if through water boarding] to compete with more experienced workers..." Oh my goodness, not that, not forced to show a little gumption and step up to the real, dog-eat-dog world and perhaps, maybe pay your dues like the rest of us.
Don't get me wrong. It would be nice-- if the family could afford it -- to offer such entitlements to this angry mob of wide-eyed, fresh American spirits. It would be nice to extend to these citizens an opportunity to start a business demonstrating the beauty and benefits of a true free market system, honoring the American work ethic that success grows from blood, sweat and tears. It would be real nice.
BUT WE DON"T HAVE ANY MONEY. WE ARE ALREADY UNDER WATER IN HUGE DEBT. And from my vantage point, the reality is, we are all in the same boat together. One big happy family, yes we are.
We really have to get over ourselves, people, and this idea that we can keep up appearances either for the Jones's or for the children has seen it's better day; we have to start bailing the boat.
Reminds me of that corporate game played during weekend retreats, and the group has to decide who stays in the boat and who is dispensable, struggling with moral challenges and questioning human values. It's just a game, you know.
But what concerns me is that this administration is beginning to show signs of asking for a real life debate with regards to who is worthy. Who's worth the government investment? Who's life is less than valuable to society if rationing costly universal health care comes about? Who's life is entitled to a priority and special treatment over jobs or market share just because, like the 80 million said, it is just too hard to be forced to compete -- who?
So, it's Tuesday, and the twenty somethings want a free lunch. I say, pack your own...parachute.
Make it a good day, G
"Many people die at twenty-five and aren't buried until they are seventy-five."
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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