Hello. HELLO-ello-ello-ello.....
Watty here. Blogging in what may end up being a semi-continuous blog, now that I've posted on my wife's blog and people can actually find this now. Yes, this was a blog created, I think, as nothing less than a vacuum into which I could vomit my rage and malcontent. I was very pleased with the fact that only those who typed in the vaguest of searches could find this blog. Well, welcome to my anti-Myspace blog.
Okay, now that we've dispensed with the formalities....
I'm supremely pleased with the fact that Bush 2.0 is myopically recalling his eight years of terror. It's hilarious to hear him point out his few successes, the latest broadcast on KOMO 1000 showing his declaration that the 'war on AIDS' has come to his standard of fruition ahead of schedule and above the goal. Yay, one of your few victories! Maybe you should have focused on the AIDS cases within your own fucking country, dipshit! Jesus, would someone fucking shut this man up? Two words, LAME DUCK. Keep your fucking mouth closed and maybe we might NOT put you down in history as the worst president this country has ever seen. No one will forget your catastrophic failure (as I've pointed out before) regarding this country's economy! At the risk of repeating myself, you tanked every fucking corporation you had the luck to head before, and woe is us now - your hardon to finish what your father couldn't has cost us billions every month! Paraphrasing a later quote from the same excerpt: "I wasn't prepared to go to war." Had you continued your war against those who raped our country on 9/11 instead of inexplicably shifting your focus to Iraq, we may (MAY, yes, I'm not thinking his 'war on terror' would have ended with the destruction of al-Qaida) have ended up with bin Laden's head on a stake, proudly marched through the streets of New York (and yes, I would have watched and cheered this on).
Now, we're stuck with a little bit of a dilemma, aren't we? The Dow seems to be as fickle as....well, name the most bitchy female you've ever dated or had the misfortune to marry and I'll compare it to her menstrual cycle :). I'm 26 at this very moment, and I've had several opportunities to proudly exclaim to my wife, "Hey honey, thank God I don't really have much invested in the stock market!" I cringe when I think of what my parents' and grandparents' investments have suffered. However, I am not so naive - I think about the fact that when some of them retired, they also had something that most of us view as the 'unicorn' of retirement - a pension. What is that, you say? To be honest, I can't give you a full definition. I haven't researched it, because I know without a doubt that whatever company has the benefit of calling me an employee will never offer me such a mythical payout. So you and I in our 'age bracket' (seriously, all of us from 16-54) can expect nothing from the vacuum called Social Security, and are looking at whatever 'portfolios' you may own in the same regard you would your Labradoodle's deposit on your $450,000 Wallingford condo's hardwood floor - the value of which is probably rapidly depreciating because of the fact that the rest of your building's condos are being auctioned off at roughly half the value they held a year ago.
Welcome to the decline. Or more appropriately, welcome to the equalization.
I work at a grocery store, as some of you know. I have my bitter moments, watching people walk into my checkstand wearing gear and bling that costs more than 4 months' of my pay paying for their food with an EBT card (for the ignorant, that's the modern version of foodstamps), then whipping out a wad of 20's bigger around than my cock (and yes, I've been blessed, thank you) to pay for their beer and cigarettes. Let me just take a quick time out to say:
FUCK YOU LEECHING PIECES OF WORTHLESS SHIT.
For the record, I voted for Obama, and for fuck's sake I am more interested in his overhaul of government than I would ever be in the check I'm going to be given because of it. Let's hope his first order of business is to reform the abortion our country calls the welfare program, because I see people who deserve it, but everywhere I work I see more who are abusing the system, breeding more spawn to get more pay and (yes) encouraging their underage daughters to get pregnant to further the situation.
Fuck it, I'm done for tonight. The lines are open. I'm gonna go do something more worthwhile - writing the lyrics down that have been bouncing around my head all night. Trust me - you'll hear them later.
Bye.
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