Thursday, March 16, 2017

happy days

That is one of my favorite shows of all time.  It reminds me of days when life was simpler and more fair in many ways and there was a rock solid middle class doing well in America.  People had dreams that were attainable with hard work and dedication.  Somewhere between then and now, that glass has been shattered by those in the political and corporate greed sector.  Today's budget proposal magnifies just how heartless this administration is.  What I understand is spend more on defense ( like that's ever gotten us anywhere other than in the middle of business that is not ours ) and the wall plus huge cuts to arts, humanities and services for the marginalized.  Not to mention a run at the SCOTUS by Trumpy over his highly touted Muslim ban.  We are not great.  We are broken.

The ACA increased the Medicare tax on high earners in order to stabilize the fund for all.  This current piece of shit plan drops that increase on those who can afford it.  Oh, I'm sorry.  You can't afford your summer house payment without that tax cut?  How sad.  Now you can!

This whole thing is not gonna' be pretty and will get worse before it gets better.  Lots worse.  Now is the time for people of sound mind to work the system to the advantage of all rather than the brotherhood of cronies.  My dream come true would be for Trump to disappear and we have Bernie for the remainder of the term.  Hey....I think big.  

What makes me feel most vulnerable is the mentality of the masses who are following along believing "America will be great again."  We're all getting screwed except for the top 1% while they willy nilly trash our rights and liberties guaranteed by the CONSTITUTION ( remember that item?).  To hell with all of you.  Send the popo after me.  My dogs will bite their asses.

Now that I've ranted a bit I feel better.  It's warmer and the straw beds look like they survived the blizzard and cold snap.  I had talk with two dear friends yesterday regarding their bad days and I actually felt fortunate not to be mid-crisis because I know the feeling all too well.  

Rainbows and unicorns, baby ~


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