Either my eyes are getting worse or my hot rod neighbor just went from 0 to 80 in 5 seconds in his 1987 monster-wheel truck. A better explanation would be that someone in his household has very red underwear. The five foot American flag he so proudly displays on the back of the monster-wheel truck now looks like a bed sheet with red bleeding through giving it a sort of candy-stripped look with a little blue spotted here and there. There are no signs of the stars or delineated lines, so it's blurry. Its a poetic statement on how far we as a country have come from one administration to the next, one whim to the next. I thought I'd seen those stars and stripes clearly last November 2008, now it's just as blurry as it was in 2001. So I've stopped feeling much about it. It's a flag. It doesn't stand for much anymore because I can't find anyone who can honestly tell me what it stands for! Land of the Free? Yeah, free to take my job, free to discriminate against my age, my gender. Home of the Brave? Yeah, brave enough to take homes, bank accounts, liberty, and tax payers dollars to feed the greed machine.
I am amazed at the amount of corruption on both the Federal and State levels as day in and day out someone is exposed for massive misuse of the public money and then they turn around and say, "well, we had no idea that employee was doing that sort of thing" Right, you promote it!! I've worked in it where a top level manager tried daily to move agency money from one project to another because he was horribly over budget on the one and would have to do the same down the road to cover that loss. Money that belonged to another agency committed to their projects that serve the public good. Mercifully, he was caught. So, he goes out, gets another job with the State in another agency and tries to forget all about the last 11 jobs he's been fired from.
Meanwhile the Agency needs to clean up the mess, so they lay off the only financial competent person they have and replace her with a felon, our tax dollars at work. The Feds make all these promises, we slip deeper into a depression, food banks can't keep up, unemployment is at 17.5, real numbers. Gas is up, groceries are up, but hey Bernanke is wealthy beyond imagination along with Goldman Sachs and we're all fighting for refrigerator boxes. My flag days are over. If I thought the market would turn on housing, I'd sell and head for the border. Does anyone know if there is a queue to get into Canada?
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