August 7, 2005
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Last night at the fest, Amy ran into a family she babysits for the
daycare she works at. There was 2 toddler twins and another kid that is
about 3 or 4. Cute kids. The mother is divorced, but she works as a
chemist. She and the children were dressed nice, with the latest
fashions. The stroller she had seemed fairly new. And, she drives a
Hummer. Now, here is what is complete bullshit. She is on some sort of
public aid. The state PAYS for her children's daycare. She is a fucking
chemist. According to salary.com, the starting base pay for a chemist
is $41,806 a year. Now, since she is divorced, I can understand
having to
struggle. Perhaps the dad is a loser and doesn't pay child support. I
can accept that. But, clearly, this lady is not struggling for money.
At the very least, she makes $40,000 a year, hardly somebody that needs
to suck off the taxpayers to make it week to week. She drives a Hummer
and has the latest fashions. So, this is what my hard earned tax
dollars are going towards, so this bitch can ruin the environment by
driving a Hummer! There is something wrong with the system. Too many
people take advantage. You see these people, with nice cars, fasionable
clothes and cell phones living off the fucking government. Ok, where is
my share? Why can't I live off the government? Oh, I'm sorry, I've got
dignity and respect for myself, I would rather EARN my keep. This is
the Republican in me coming out. For the most part, I'm hardcore
liberal. But, when you see this kind of abuse, it flat out pisses me
off. There are people out there that need the govenements help and are
legit. They are single mom's with deadbeat fathers who struggle
paycheck to paycheck. They work long and hard hours in warehouses only
to come home and turn around and work a 2nd job as a waitress. They are
people that have husbands that are disabled from some bullshit war and
can't work. They are people that have special needs children who's care
cost a fortune. They are people with mental illnesses that society shit
on and won't give them the time of day. They are those who made one
mistake in life and the world won't give them a second chance.They are
those who are singles mom's whose husbands were murdered and she is
left to raise the 3 kids. These are the people that need it. The people
who can not get anymore from the government because of the
others.The others that drive their Lexus, talk on their cell
phones, play their Play Station 2 and X-Boxes and then cry poor to the
government. These people take advantage of the government. They are a
drain on society and make the world a worse place. They only care about
themselves and not the 10 year old boy in the wheelchair whose constant
care costs $100,000 a year. They are the theives of our society, and
they get away with making a mockery of our public assistance system. My
only question to them, is, how can you sleep at night, knowing that
while you are profiting off the government, some single mother
struggles to stay afloat while her 7 year old daughter dies of cancer
and the other 2 children need mental help because of what they are
going through?
Do these people not have a conscience? Perhaps they are just soul-less
leaches that suck all they can from the government until they have bled
us dry? Perhaps that only care and think about themselves while they
laugh their way through life pointing their ever filled wallets at the
very government that supports their lavish lifestyle. Won't somebody
stop them? Won't somebody end this larceny and re-vamp the system so
that it benefits those that really need it?In continuing with the best of my first year on Xanga, here is a post from Sept 17, 2004:
"I was riding my exercise bike today trying to think of what I could
have for breakfast, when I came up with a very unhealthy but tasty (and
that is the key here, right?) idea: Cookie Crisp, with Hershey's
Chocolate Syrup! Upon eating, I poured a bowl of Cookie Crisp, and pour
the chocolate syrup over the top of it, then poured the milk, and added
more syrup. Holy shit, it was really really good. Wait til John hears
this idea, he is going to love it. Imagine the possibilities: Chocolate
covered Count Chocula. Smores. Frosted Flakes. Cocco Puffs. Oh, I sure
hope this doesn't give me diabetes."
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