Conservibal, Libertive... Whatever

I was just thinking about something I heard the other day, drove me NUTS.

(And you know, even great acquaintances can drive ya nuts, hell, I'm lame at times, aren't we all?)

A friend of mine is cheating her federal tax information to keep a state-aided, federal-backed financial benefit. Now, I HEAR her side, and KNOW ALL THE CONTEXT, but I am not cheating. Am I? Hm. I don't "have all the ____ she has in her life," but really. Why am I PAYING MY TAX MONEY, TO HER FED-AIDED PROGRAM, SO SHE CAN WORK LESS AND MAKE THE SAME. Hm.

Almost as bad as the WORST example of our fucked up tax system:
SIUE, 2002, Sociology class (could not have had a better setting). There was a outspoken token brown-haired "would suck dick to get ahead in the political arena" Republican in a J.Crew sweater and an initial-embroidered LL Bean backpack. We were talking about the Food Stamp/LINK Card programs. She raised her hand and said "When I went to U of I, me and my 3 roommates were filling out our financial aid forms, and there was this box 'check if you want to see if you quailify for LINK.' So we checked the box. We all got like $400 a month for food! It was awesome. Like so much food money in one student apartment! It was awesome, because we didn't necessarily need it, but we got it."

Uh. Sure bitch. Sure you didn't need it. Doesn't sound to me like you were a "grants only paid my way" kid who bussed your ass to school. Not to undercut her, but I hated her and that whole BS monologue she spewed out.

Then, a well-spoken, 35 year old black woman raised her hand, "Hi. I have 2 children from a common-law type relationship. I work full time, and pay for baby-sitting, and am trying to get my degree to better my life and the lives of my children. Unfortunately, I get about $270 a month on my LINK card. So what's wrong here? That's for my whole family!"

Then Repub-slut retorts "It's not my problem you had children early." wtf.

Come to think of it, there was another LL Beaner in there, a 45-year-old that was on Unemployment for the EIGHTEENTH MONTH!!! I HAD to say something. "How are you on Unemployment for that long? Get a job some where. I'm bartending to pay for my bills, and I'm still pulling a 3.3 gpa. Why can't you?"

She replied, "Why shouldn't my company pay me still, and if I can get government aid too, why not. There's no way I'll find a job like I had, so I'll just go to school and then I'll look."

GOD PEOPLE!! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IS PAYING FOR YOUR ASS TO SIT AT HOME AND GO TO SCHOOL FOR 8 HOURS?? Who do you think is paying for your Schnucks brand Cream Corn and generic 2-ply so YOU can afford Jack Daniels and Virginia Slim cartons?

Fuck you all.

Sheesh I sound so conservative. I'm not completely. I am all for civil rights movements, therefore will typically vote democrat. AHHHHHHHH

See my dilemma?

Ah. Afternoon thoughts. Delightful.

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The Theory of RelativiDee

Everything is Relative.

Period.














Ever hear something from a colleague, family member, or friend and think, "WHAT?? How did that even come out of your mouth??"

...Then you realize: 'Oh... That's THEIR perspective.'

But when the Colleague-Family-Friend person SAID the statement, they seemed SO sure of their statement; IT is the ultimate truth, and your view is wrong.

But wait, waitttttt, who decides which point of view is correct? Are any views or opinions correct? Even those seemingly INSANE people: Can we judge their statements or actions? Have you been through what they have in the last 24 hours cycle of hell? Probably not.

What about the drama queens (yours truly)?? What if their drama stems from experience that has come round and round again, and they are simply speaking from frustration of ALWAYS being the ones that have "been there, done that?"

Then there is normal: "Normal" things in life, the "Normal people" that just say, what I TEND TO THINK, are the dumbest, one-sided things:
#1 "The roads are fine." Says an office manager, on why the Salaried Employees who have laptops and can work from home can't have a "Snow Day." WHOS ROADS ARE FINE?? Ever lived border-lined Bourgeois-Ghetto? One block mansions, one block ghetto? They are called red-lined zones: And no services go there: Taxis, PD, and STL City Employed Snowplow Drivers. Bumfucks. WHY NOT?? All the 'County' Roads, where everyone ELSE in my company lives, are wonderfully cleared/covered with magic salt by their boring White-Male Snowplow drivers, who get paid via high-property tax dollars. Not me :(
It's ok, I'm not bitter

>:(

#2 "Everyone in St. Louis in the fine dining industry has worked there." I'm sorry, the word-vomit came up: "What? What do you mean? Who is everybody?" uhhhhhhh.....
No really, when people say these things, you kind of have to teach them a lesson from using words like "Every" "Never" "Always".... Bad. Confusing. Excessive, much?
"Maybe everyone knows each other in the small circle from your friends-of-past that worked at the OTHER place the owners opened, therefore having possibly 100 people in a network of friends-friends you may have gotten drunk with on a case of '2 Buck Chuck' at someone's house party. Yuck.

Please people. Stop saying things like this. You normaltons have no excuse like "insane" or "drama queen." And you know what? Please, throw this back in my face if I do it in front of you!! I don't want to be example #3....

Word up.

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"LOUD NOISESSSSSSSSS!!!" -Brick, Anchorman

SHUT UP!!

No, Really, SHUT THE FUCK UP!







To my dearest, first floor neighbors, Rules to live by:

#1 Do NOT give your 3-year-old and 7-year-old children a gaming system!

#2 Do NOT give your children a game for such a system that is all combat! It will be ill-used and "PING PING PING POP POP POP" all damn evening!! Really, it sounded like all the neighborhood kids got the left over bubble wrap and had a bust the bubbles party.

I WAS TRYING TO NAP!! ... i had a big dinner :(

#3 Do NOT wait 75 minutes to say "Hey, QUIET YO ASS!!" When your child is out of line, don't wait forever to say something, but DEFINITELY, do NOT yell out loud! You are now adding to the frustration, to the chaos, to my lost minutes of sleepy Sunday evening bliss.

#4 What's with the furniture being moved all the time?? STOP IT! Just STOP!

#5 ... That shits so loud you didn't even hear when I beat my All-In-One jumbo remote on the hardwood to say "WTF ARE YA'LL DOING!! Fear my remote! Ahhh"

Really people, you confronted at me in the first 5 minutes when I moved into this unit on a Tuesday at 8:30pm, and we were done by 9pm. I am sorry "that you have a toddler," and "needed me to be more quiet" but THEN WHAT GIVES?? You're a noisy bunch that never shuts up from irregular behavior!

Kids are loud, I understand. I do not actually have any of my own, but adults should know better.

Ms. Quiet Pants has 3 shows daily: Beyonce, Areatha, and Jill Scott. Really, is there a recording studio in your bathroom?

And your yelling? Your 7-year-old will ultimately think that's normal: I feel bad for her first significant other. That poor little girl hears it all the time. Maybe that's why they act up so much: Like mommy like daughter.

And my favorite, I save for last--This is a repeat offender too-- "Where's my $6?" says the mommy to the daddy. "I didnt take no $6 out of your purse." "Nah, I know you did. You put that $6 back, NOW." etc....

Oh my gosh. This man got yelled at for 90 minutes one day. I'm not joking. I have witnesses.

My resolution to this? I will not attempt the "beat the jumbo remote on the floor" trick again. No. No. I will put my Mac's speaker toward the ground and blast old skool Metallica for HOURS on full volume. I cannot wait.

Come on, neighbors. I dare you.

Grrr.

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