so much for recovery
irritation to this old man's sandy taint
As I age, i find that I am far less accepting of life's little faux pas. I am surly. I growl. I snap at unsuspecting irritants. I look in the mirror and see what my life has pulled down on me. Wrinkles, saddle bags, hair in very strange palaces. I expect things...simple things to proceed as planned. If my cellular bill, for example, is due on the 24th, I expect it to be taken out on that date. Not the 21st, because it falls on a weekend. And when I call the huge multi-national corporation, which I hate, to question why this simple act, cannot happen...when i question the scripted autonoton on the other end of the line...when i point out that the weekend constitutes no variation to a computer tasked with taking that money on the date in question...I am told, snubbingly, that that's how it works...I point out that the computer has no weekend plans, no beach party to attend, no dinner plans with friends. That in fact the only fucking thing that this program, written for
There was a time that home ownership was equated with the American Dream. It was a ticket to the middle-class for millions of immigrants and laborers who dreamed of a better life for their children. It was security, a ship to cling to through troubling times. Then after decades of prosperity, real or imagined, we as a country forgot the lessons of the Great Depression. We ignored the lessons we should have learned from the saving and loan crisis. Our home became a financial tool used to reset credit card debt or finance vacations. It all worked fine until it didn't. Now we are all in a hole waiting for it to fill with water so we can climb out, but I am afraid we will all be treading water for a long time to come my friend. Too bad the little (R)'s and (D)'s are both in the pocket of corporate reelection machines because they have misspent the over-taxation of the real estate bubble on a system of patronage and cronyism contracts. Now your girls and mine are going to be paying the bill. I hate Allan Greenspan.
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