The least boring perspective you will read about economics and minimum wage: common sense curriculum

I've seen some heated debates where people are ready to pull the fingernails out of each other over topics like gun control, Obama, whether or not God exists, celebrity gossip, breastfeeding...  But the dumbfuckery in a debate about economics...

First of all, let me be clear, I'm not an economist. Some of those guys are dopes anyway, dopes who will never get laid outside of the dream state, so that's probably a good thing to put on my resume. But I did take Micro Econ and Macro Econ. I do read about it once in a while. And most importantly, I have a brain that is used to thinking for itself as opposed to accepting what the world tells it (the very basis of Macro-economics). I am not spitting out something I read like it's my idea here. I wish more of you would do the same. I mean people quote internet memes like it's the basis of their entire belief system. That's so sad. It's killing our country really. Thanks for contributing to the fall of Rome.

But as much of a specialist on the subject I am not, I can't follow the bull shit people repeat from the geniuses of our country. It's almost as if they watched one guy speak on Fox for 2 minutes, they think they are now economic experts.

The thing that gets me the most... Wage increases. America is scurred of a wage increase.

Let me tell you where I smell bull shit... I know inflation occurs without a wage increase. I know this because I just watched it happen to us. Gas prices went up, then the cost of everything else went up, hitting major cities first and the more rural areas last. Walmart did what everyone warned us in the 90's they'd do. They drove out the competition with low prices and then hiked their prices up. That's what they did. Those people were not idiots after all. Regardless, cost of living just went up. My grocery bill is triple today than what it was ten years ago. My gas, same thing. But you know what isn't triple what it was 10 years ago? Household income. That didn't go up at all really.

So now we know that it's very possible for inflation to occur without raising wages. It's been happening.

So people are telling me if we increase wages, inflation WILL occur because they saw it in their gypsy crystal globe sprinkled with fairy dust on Fox News. It's a fact people. Really it is. And we don't want that to happen because bread will be $50 a loaf.

But inflation keeps occurring regardless. So basically you strained your brain and your idea of a solution is to keep wages at $7.50 an hour. Keep corporations paying so little for jobs that go beyond minimum wage not disturbing this universe with crap like unions and regulations... So then that way, bread will be $50 a loaf some day while you are still making $7.50 an hour.

Oh but you think YOU are immune to that because you know you are worth more than $7.50 an hour and can make more than that on your "credentials." Your ego is cute. It really is.

You know what's going to happen? I looked through my Crystal Globe and I'll tell you what will happen with that... Right now, people working minimum wage generally qualifies for foodstamps, HUD Housing, welfare checks, and other various forms of government assistance. Something that wasn't the case 10 years ago. In 10 years, on the path we are going with inflation and wages, the managers of Walmart, the electricians, the truck drivers... they too will be eligible for state assistance. Your middle class will be on welfare.

But if you want to be a google expert on economics, we know corporations will raise prices to pay for increased wages. Thus the perpetual cycle that plagues this country which is why a loaf of bread is no longer a nickel like it was for your grandparents.

I'm not saying increasing wages is a solution to the economics. I'm saying it has to be done to keep the problem from getting worse. Money is there regardless what you do. It's there. As of now, it's not being distributed well. Corporations are not going to make any money off their price increases without increasing wages, well not unless the government will do it for them with your tax paying dollars that you earned (i.e. welfare). And most of that leaves the country now because corporations are operating globally with America as their top customer and some other country as their top manufacturer. So, what do we do when that government welfare runs out? Do you think these corporations are going to bail out the government in the same way the government bailed them out?

Trickle down economics: We give money to the rich to trickle down to some other country our government borrows money from.

The funny part is it's the conservatives who hate to see the wage increase, the very ones who fear a socialistic state, and their ideas are taking us there. Fucking irony.

To the conservatives, unless you are in the top 2% of our nation's wealth, which most of you aren't (I know you want us to believe you are, <insert Cheshire Cat smile> in fact some of your opinions are there to position yourself as someone who might be, poser), what's going to happen is you too will be on welfare. Your kids will be on welfare. Bedwetting welfare mongrels of the future. And even worse, when that happens, people might mistake you to be a liberal.

And so you know... according to the "experts," the way to fix inflation is a supply/demand issue. In the case of America in 2014, gas prices were a major variable in this situation (thanks George W. Bush and your sneaky war and whatever you did with your corporate interests). The solution is to decrease demand for fuel by finding cleaner, go green options. If we all find a way to drive to work with less fuel, the overall prices of fuel will drop due to low demand, and prices to distribute stuff like cabbage and Hamburger Helper drop. Of course, no corporation is going to lower prices much if that happens (they'll just give their executives a bonus), but if your local farmer can operate at half the expense, he can compete with corporate prices and grow. But nobody really cares about cleaner energy and finding other options because that would solve a lot of problems and God forbid that happen. America is just addicted to drama. Period.

I promise you that your corporate executives have no problem increasing their wages. It's your wages that's the issue. Don't be a sucker. 

How to Get Fired: Reconciliation, Sociopaths, and Sex

More than Cheese and Beer's Sunday's Confession prompt is, "Reconcile."

Well, the first thing that comes to MY mind because we are talking MY mind is a badass story. I'm not confessing at this point. I'm bragging. I'm also not understanding the definition of reconcile in the proper context... Besides, I don't feel like talking about my emotions. And I should tell this story sometime because it was a big deal in my little life.

So I was working at this local nonprofit charity in bookkeeping, and I was hired as AR clerk because I did such an awesome job to prep for the annual audit through the temp agency. Well I have a tendency to be good at math and to learn quickly, so AR clerk duties that first took 40 hours a week to do ended up being more of a 5 hour a week job (especially once I turned everything into an Excel spreadsheet). So I was looking for things to do around the office.

Boring story, huh? It's about bookkeeping. You know. One fish, two fish, three fish, four... It gets juicier fishier.

So anyway there was a guy there who handled payroll. Long story how it happened, but he ended up with the title of HR Manager, the job duties of Payroll Clerk, and, well this is a confession after all, a decent lay for someone with his penile size. His ex wife wasn't lying about that... Met her at a bar. We're friends now. We shared a lot of laughs. Awww good times.

Why I slept with him? Because young women make stupid decision. No. That's a cop out. I was attracted to him because he was old, ugly, and lonely. I'm laughing when I reread that like, "Really? This is how your brain works Michelle? What is wrong with you?"  But there's something about lonely men who haven't gotten laid in years that I'm just turned on by, and I think it's the way they look at you. They touch you like they are touching a woman for the first time in their life, but without the awkwardness of puberty. You know, no doubts, you know, you mean something to him, that you aren't just another piece of ass he calls when he's in the mood. And you also know, you are exactly what he needs right now. When he went from grumpy cat at the office to Mr. Blue Bird on my Shoulder happy, you know you did that with your magical vagina, cough cough. LOVE with your love.

But don't be fooled by the naive innocence years of sexual frustration wreaks on a man. Once a man like that gets laid by a beautiful woman, he becomes confident. Sometimes arrogant. He will take his new found self esteem and use it to get other women.

While love conquers all, this is lust, and power and greed usually trumps lust. Fast forward toward the end of my career at that place... Basically, he tried to get me fired, and it did eventually work. The office drama separated into two West Side Story gangs, and his loyalty was to the bad guys, the dark side, the assholes.

Years after this bragging moment I haven't even gotten into yet, which is less epic than this tale, I was more of the Comptroller. The real comptroller was planning to retire and just kind of left me her job duties. Fine with me. We were best friends at that point, and her job was more exciting than mine. She got to prepare reports and talk to the auditors, and prepare the Trial Balance. Closing entries. Exciting stuff. There was also a new executive director who was also a sociopath with a circle of disciple men who followed her around everywhere (including my HR prick, pun intended). They all got raises and bonuses without doing any actual work. Meanwhile, there were people working 40 plus hours a week at 13,000 a year. That's 6.77 an hour, while executives sitting on their ass doing nothing but "secret meetings" about "HR situations" (AKA, they dicked around all day), were getting paid 60 grand a year (doubled their annual salaries when I started with mine going up 10% maybe?). Small nonprofit. Of course, I didn't realize this was America at its finest yet. Nope. I saw it as a great injustice of corporate greed in the nonprofit sector that must be fought. I was trying to do the right thing.

Eventually, I gave up trying to talk people into being decent human beings. My shit level was reached. I went to the Board of Directors with evidence I had compiled for almost a year about the Executive Director and her disciples, who had been trying to get me fired for random things like making long distant calls I didn't make (I had a cell phone, why would I use their phone?). So I went to the Board with my loser reputation the higher ups were trying to form for me. I showed the "hostile work environment" (conveniently after EEOC training was done) this created, who did the actual work for the bonuses they claimed, and made some valid points otherwise. I also proposed a budget that included raises for everyone and returned the Christmas bonuses. The Board loved it. I had this bitch by her balls, except bitches don't have balls.

Nope, at the board meeting that was going to vote to fire the bitch, she showed up because the guy I was sleeping with informed her as he was logging everything I said or did in our relationship to her... She didn't show up alone. She was with the director of our greatest funding source that pays admin salaries (CSBG) who works like an hour drive away usually. He was an old pervert, and she was pretty. Not as pretty as me, shut up. Anyway, he told the board if they don't get rid of me, listen to their Executive Director like good sheeple, he would cut their funding entirely. So they really felt they had no choice. They downsized my position just so I could get unemployment because they felt so bad. I don't know how many of them pulled me aside, some I didn't even know by name, to apologize.

The karma train, maybe irony train, hit that station though. That year, Bush cut CSBG in half, so they lost most of the grant anyway. They had no other grants to fall back on because they lost about 10 grants and programs because the Executive Director didn't turn in the paperwork for it, probably because she didn't know how to fill it out and fired the only person who did (me), well besides the person who retired with her middle finger in the air (the comptroller). That agency is still a shell of its former self. They never have funding to do much of anything. It's sad how one bitch could take that down so much so hard. They really helped a lot of people back in my day, and now they don't.

But back to my bragging story. Before the drama unfolded, before I slept with an a-hole with short man syndrome, that a-hole didn't think I could do much of anything in the office. I don't know if it's because I'm a woman, or because I was young, or because he was so blinded by my cleavage he neglected to see the brain, but anyway, Bank Reconciliation was his job, one he was 6 months behind on. It wasn't like reconciling a personal checking account. They had 6 checking accounts plus an investment account (AKA Sweep Account, that NOBODY knew how to reconcile, not even the bank) that played with a couple million dollars annually, with a 70 page GL, where we accounted to the penny (no adjustments). This guy did not think I could do the bank rec simply because he couldn't. He had tried for 6 months to do it. Obviously his logic was totally sound because if he can't do it, then surely I couldn't. Eyeroll please.

Of course, I had no idea how to do a bank rec, not even with my checkbook. So I learned first with the smaller accounts, and I reconciled them, up to date, within a day or two. Easy. This guy kept saying, "You can't do it." So I kept saying, "Watch me." Then I tackled the main account. It took me 3 days, with constant doubt-talk coming from the direction of that guy's desk, but I reconciled that bitch to the penny. Within a week, I had the 6 months we were behind caught up entirely. Then the sweep account. It really didn't need reconciled, but I had to. After asking a million people including 10 people at the bank including the bank president at two different locations, I was still at square one. So I thought about it, on paper, and it looked like some Einstein formula because algebra was my friend, and I figured it out with math and science. So then bank recs became my job duty, one that became more of a breeze once I made an Excel spreadsheet do all the calculations for it.

They got harder when we got the Workforce Investment Act money. Those grants are insane. Irrationally insane. It was you spend the money, and they reimburse approved expenses. A thousand dollars worth of motivational pictures like this was approved. A dollar for toilet paper in their office, not so much. That's our government at its finest. And they wanted every penny spent or coming in split 2 to 3 ways, in a funky percentage like 22.556312% goes to this fund and the rest goes to this other fund, and I don't want it to be off .000001% at all.

Then we hired a guy to handle just that account, who became a disciple to the Executive Director. It was more like we hired a troll to put random entries in the software. He even managed to do a single sided entry, a debit with no credit. That's impossible to do with the software. The guy gave me gray hair and hypertension. That was another one that got a year behind to get reimbursed (not the bank rec because I did the bank recs) because the guy getting paid twice as much as me couldn't figure out how to do his job. So I got those caught up and it became my job. They kept the guy at his salary to do filing, while I still made half of his salary doing the only job we paid him to not do. Then to add to insult, short man prick who I was humping at the time got a $600 bonus for that and the glory with the Board, for my work. The funding source even sent an email praising my awesome, but nobody in the office acknowledged it. It was like I was in a Ben Stiller movie.

So yeah, I'm a master at reconciliation, when it comes to numbers at least. When it came to office politics, not so much. If you don't know me, my brain operates like this. You say reconciliation, and immediately I think about numbers. Not people. In fact, I think about numbers more than I think about people generally anyway. Numbers are nice. You know they are positive or negative, rational or irrational, without having to guess at it.

Moral of the story? 

1. You might lose your job trying to do the right thing.

2. If you are attacking your boss at work, follow the money as far up as you can. Don't stop within your own organization. Cover your ass as many directions as you can.

3. This is exactly what's wrong with America. This is why there are no jobs. This is why your pay check sucks. Because this happens everywhere. It's not just that greedy people are in charge. They are evil, power hungry, ego stroking sociopaths. The greedy people are those like most of my coworkers who dared not rock the boat because they didn't want to lose their jobs. They lost their jobs anyway because the organization downsized when there was no more money for them, so it was all in vain. An ironic twist of vainness. But the world is full of them, the multitudes of sheeple who dare not rock the boat, and that is what is killing our economy. The people who actually work need to overthrow the people who don't and get paid regardless. People who don't work should be collecting government welfare checks, not corporate welfare checks.

4. Never sleep with your coworkers, and if you do, definitely do not talk about work in the bedroom.

5. Women do a better job on an academic level than a man. There's actually empirical evidence to support that claim. We score higher on tests, get better grades, and mentally trump men statistically from the moment we are kids all the way to death. So when you men get all, "She can't do it because she's a dumb woman, go make me a sammich" you are a complete dumbass and you would service the world better by collecting disability and making me a sammich.

6. Anyone, anytime, could be a future writer thinking about adding your character to their story. Behave accordingly. 



P.S. Some of my journal entries had descriptions, to entertain the auditors as they'd be the only ones to ever see it, like...

The payable that couldn't
The receivable that wasn't
Let's see if this works
No it didn't work
Diane told me to
Reversing another Mentry (that was my code word for Mark's Entries, the guy who gave me gray hair)

P.P.S. Can you tell how old I am using things like P.S.?

Rumor Has It...

I'm probably one of the very few people who really enjoy listening to rumors about myself. I really do, and the more negative it is, the funnier it is. I really find it amusing. Now in my Darth Vader voice, I do find the lack of creativity disturbing. While sleeping with the entire College I attended football team was pretty creative, as if that many men really want to sleep with me, I haven't seen that level of creativity since 1997.

Actually, instead, I've heard the stuff I list first here. Most of the time, the rumors aren't worded so nicely, but since I'm not a fan of racial slurs, I'll translate into non-asshole. 

Distinguishing fact from fiction...

Whore -- False
Slut, maybe.
Porn star... there you go.

Is a bad parent -- False
Neglects and Abuses her children -- VERY FUCKING FALSE
Sold her children to the Lollipop Guild for 2 Hershey Kisses... There you go.

Smokes crack -- False
Dyes her crack green for St. Paddy's Day, hmmm, that was actually someone else and trying to claim it would infringe on that girl's intellectual property.
Married into the Mexican Drug Cartel and is now the new Godfather... there you go.

Loves black people --- True
Will only sleep with black people, ummm I really don't care what color you are.
Is black and has applied 27 times to be Obama's "intern"... there you go.

Loves gay people --- True
Is gay, doubt it.
Slept with the entire college cheerleading squad taking away the virginity of 5 chipper blond girls and is the reason Ellen now likes women and inspired the song, "I kissed a girl and I liked it."... there you go.

Quick to fly off the handle -- True
Gets into a lot of bar fights, debatable.
Interned with the CIA as an assassin and retired to be a mercenary after taking out Jason Bourne... there you go.

Is crazy-- True.
Is psychotically dangerous, probably not.
Was kidnapped by science and became a subject for what was later known as Experiment 626 where brain surgery was involved and then was abducted by aliens and formed an emotional bond with the alien sociopath (Bob) completely responsible for 90% of our earthly conspiracy theories... there you go.

Is a broke ass bitch -- Depends on the day.
Never had a job and always depended on the system -- Sorry, very wrong. Actually I have a better resume than all the people who came up with this one, which is actually very sad on their part.
Used so much welfare that it knocked the American Economy into one of the biggest recessions ever and then got elected into Congress... there you go.

Don't forget to lie through your teeth and tell everyone I look fabulous.

BTW, these are all things I was thinking about telling people I did for a living at my High School reunion had we actually had one, except I was going to say that I interned with Bill Clinton and Monica was my scapegoat for that scenario had I gone with it, but I probably would have gone with the assassin one.

Equality Stuff and Bitchy Rant about the Holier-Than-Thou

Well President Obama made it again. I'm so happy for him. I think he's a good guy and deserved it, but with that said, I have something I want to say to the idiots I've been hearing from all election.

All election I've been told that there's a 47% who are going to vote for Obama anyway for their foodstamps, right? That people on welfare are lazy. Liberals are lazy. There's no reason for a person to be unemployed. These people don't want to work. They are full of excuses. You work hard and you'll be rich. I have more money than you because I work harder than you. Blah blah blah...

Then there's the racist spin, about how black people are lazy and don't want to work. They are the ones on welfare living this lavish life on MY (a hard working taxpayer's) expense.  

Well guess what fucktards? Obama is President. You know what that means? With YOUR logic...

Mitt was the lazier guy. He obviously doesn't want to work. Had he wanted to work, he would have worked harder on his campaign. The lazy black man got the job, which makes the rich white boy was even lazier than a black man. That's fucking sad people. Fucking sad. (sarcasm people, sarcasm)

Mitt is also now unemployed? All of his assets are in another country right? To avoid paying taxes of course... That means he probably qualifies for welfare benefits. I bet the workforce would help pay for his school so he can re-train in a different career because I think he's done with politics (on account of not putting forth enough effort of course).

I don't really wish all this on Mitt or actually think this about him. I think he can be an asshole yes, but I think that's just an environmental thing. He's just a tad bit naive and has no firm grasp on reality because he was born into wealth and never experienced life outside of his castle, and we can't blame him for that. We can blame his parents though for not showing him the world and for spoiling him. But, I really think he, underneath the ill-intentions which is pretty gangsta of him, is a very intelligent guy. He's wishy washy conforming kind of guy to his money (like any whore to her pimp), but I bet we let him speak his mind about things that doesn't include normal people or religion, he probably has some interesting shit to say.

I personally am loving this idea of the President finding something for Mitt to do to put his expertise in the government. I think compromise between the parties is what this country needs. We are a UNITED STATES, INDIVISIBLE, and this party bull shit with democrats and republicans is dividing us. If you believe in the Pledge of Allegiance at all, you will fucking compromise and get along. Of course, all you who continue reading will think me a hypocrite, but sometimes, real talk gets shit done. Consider this real talk.

So with that said, I'm just saying to certain people, judge not lest ye be judged. We are ALL LAZY. Every motherfucker in this country is a lazy ass. I am actually sick of people who get paid to not do their job. I'm sick of paying for a product or service, and I not get what I pay for because someone is too damned lazy to do their job. Just because you have a job doesn't mean you are not lazy. I've seen street dealers put in more work and effort into their job than a pharmaceutical sales rep so stuff it on that shit.

If you want to be about race, last time I checked, based on skin color, we made the black people our slaves because they worked harder than white people (well that and they weren't Christian, but we had many white non-Christians in servitude at one point too, and where the fuck were they once it became slavery?). The Spanish was trying to breed Africans with the Natives of the islands in an attempt to make the perfect slave. Let's keep going with this... The original men were dark skinned, dark eyes, dark hair. White is a genetic mutation. My guess from inbreeding like what happens with Bengal Tigers, but who knows, it may be aliens. So, if you want to make it about race and genetics, you will lose that argument too. There is no way on this planet that you can get away with saying someone is lazy because they are black. I'm sorry. About the only thing you can say is someone didn't get the same opportunities because they are black. I mean if you could stop being fucking racist long enough to not discriminate and give a black man a job, maybe there'd be less minorities on your statistics for state benefits from which I'm assuming you are deriving your derelict conclusions on the subject.

Welfare is meant to help people who need it. It is designed so we don't have starving children. I mean do you really want America and your children to be plastered on advertisements in Europe, Canada and Australia asking for donations to adopt one of our starving children they can feed with 20 cents a day? We know how to take care of our own. We are going against nature's survival of the fittest with this shit and taking care of people who are less fit than the rest of us. That's a beautiful thing to do for the charity and compassion alone, like that's something Jesus Christ would be about, but if you don't want to be like Jesus, that's okay because it also helps you. People on welfare who wouldn't be able to spend on food are now able to spend on food, which goes to the corporations involved and helps pay your wages. You pay taxes and the taxes eventually work their way back to your pay check. How cool is that? It's almost like how it rains, water going from the earth to the sky back to the earth back to the sky... It also keeps your food prices down. Inflation sucks, like food has doubled in price over the last 5 years, but could you imagine if there were no food stamps where the grocery stores would be? It's government controlled household spending is what it is. Pretty genius if you think about it like you would write a paper on it for your Macroeconomics class.

As for welfare abuse and people living off the system... Let me get personal and empathetic here. Yes I can empathize with a fucktard because I was there once. I am white raised by middle class parents who never divorced or separated. My mom and dad were married to each other up until my dad died. As a young kid, my family was poor. I didn't know it. By high school, my dad was doing very well, and I was spoiled. We had a computer since like 1985, the internet since like 1992 or 93, and I had some sort of car phone or pager since I was 16. When I went off to college, my dad gave me a gas card and an American Express card (with no limit) where he paid the bill. Mind you, he tried really hard not to spoil me, like he purposely bought me ugly cars so I would swallow my pride, but he still bought the damned cars, like I didn't buy my first car until I was like 25. I wasn't Mitt Romney spoiled, but I was spoiled, up until my dad died. My mom's a school teacher. She couldn't afford my life with her salary, and I sure as hell couldn't either. It was a very painful reality check. Now with that said, back when I was younger, I used to make fun of people on welfare. I was a snob. I had that "I'm better than you" mentality, especially if you were mean to me, like that was my go-to defense. Then somewhere between broke and the friends I made on my job... I got to know the world I used to judge. In getting to know that world up close and personal, I got to meet real crackheads. I like some of them. I've also met people who live off the system and probably will for the rest of their lives. Like I got to meet the people I made fun of, and let me tell you, they would all kick my ass if they knew what I thought about things at that point in my life.

Once you get to know people, it's amazing how wrong you are about whatever you thought about them beforehand. These people first off are real people. They have feelings and emotions and all that jive, just like any other, person. Go figure. Human beings are human beings. They didn't teach me that in high school biology, obviously. Second, most of the "lazy who will never work a day in their life" are really hurting, and their wounds generally run deep. Deadbeat dad, crackwhore mom, alcoholic mom, abusive dad, family member molested them... They had something whacked crazy like that in their past. This is shit where there is no "get over it." I've been raped in the most polite way possible and I am never going to get over that. I think if I were to experience the level of pain and internal turmoil some people do that I would probably turn to illegal narcotics as a way to maintain because I probably would, and so would many of you reading this. Anymore, in the world of psychology and neurology, most of these people should qualify as someone with a life-long injury. PTSD does brain damage as some point. While most of the people I'm talking about here would never ever in their life consider themselves disabled, to an extent they are. If you really want to stop "welfare abuse," then my suggestion is to promote voting for programs to get these people healthcare they need. Most of them admit they need therapy, and I've seen many people pull out of the bull shit and rise above their past with therapy, but most don't have a way to pay for it... Not without getting on SSI, and why would you work at that point? Basically what I'm saying here, if you really find life fulfilling staying home all day and not contributing to anything meaningful, there is obviously something wrong with you, like not in a "you are fucked up" sort of way but more in a "you probably need to talk to a doctor about it and take control of your mental health" sort of way.

Then there's the economic factor for many people who collect benefits, myself included in the past. I am lucky that my husband has a good skill and therefore is eligible for a good well paid job. He's an electrician. Irony is I used to make fun of the people going into trades, like they weren't intelligent enough to go to "real college." Yep, I suck. Anyway, we had periods of unemployment where we utilized only what we needed with benefits. At one point, the welfare office called me to inform me I had a couple thousand racked up on my food stamp card and that I should use it, and I was like, "But we have been doing fine budgeting the unemployment check with food. We don't really need that, but don't take us off in case we do and the important thing is we are using the medical cards on the kids." BUT with that said, I've known people who don't have a college degree or can't get into the union. They had kids, their man left them, and then they decided to go to school. So it took them a minute to grow up. Sometimes it takes reproducing to help a person get their shit together. But it's not easy working a minimum wage job while paying for your school and raising kids. Not possible without assistance from the government. I say that because the cost of child care for working alone (not including school) exceeds what you'd make in minimum wage. If you go full time to school, in 4 or 5 years, you can have a 4 year degree. If you have kids and a job, full time probably isn't happening. So you are talking these people being in the system for at least 4 years, but reasonably more like 6 years, and even then, having a Bachelor's Degree doesn't guarantee work. If you don't want these people in the system that long, then maybe we all need to work on creating an environment at making what you want them to do a possible thing to do.

See where I'm going with this? The high horse doesn't know shit about the world beneath it. You can lack your empathy and call it making excuses all you want to feed your ego and make your horse higher but I promise you, all of us people down here are NOT worshiping you at all. We are spitting on your horses shoes and laughing at your stupid outfit.

Now someone like Mitt who was born into wealth, inherited a shit ton of money and friends in the industry and connections and so forth, now if someone like him ended up on welfare, I would say there is something considerably wrong with him. You get into the wealthy class, and there is that one guy you know who blows all of the money and is totally completely worthless, and his parents are worried about what is going to happen to him when they die and can no longer cover up and bail him out of his illegal shit, and can no longer pay for his life. But he's not a deadbeat in most of your eyes, and I'll tell you why. If you know him well enough to know all that about his life, you know him well enough to enjoy his money, and you wouldn't call your free shit a deadbeat. I also know many in the wealthy class with drug addictions, weird sexual behaviors, and abusive issues. They aren't the same deadbeats we call someone on welfare because they pay their own bills? Really? Are we that superficial of a society that we judge your contribution to society by only monetary measures? Things like mental health issues do not discriminate. Addiction doesn't discriminate. A desire to sexually abuse people does not discriminate. Wealthy men rape no different than poor men. So your true deadbeats are found in every class, in every income range, in every percentage of the population whether it be the 1% or the 47%.

And if you read this much of this blog, please walk away with some knowledge. You don't want to be the douchenozzle I once was. You know how you think back to when you were a kid and used to walk around with food on your mouth when you were 10, or maybe a scab on your nose from over picking it, or something you did that was stupid as fuck and you will disown your parents if they ever brought that up to your date...? Yeah, my arrogance back then is one of mine. My arrogance now, I'm proud of it. It's more of a confidence because my now arrogance is totally based on all me and nothing about you or anyone else. I'm a sexy beast, and that has nothing to do with what you look like. I'm intelligent, and that has nothing to do with your IQ. I'm not the sexiest bitch in the world or the smartest one, but I know I'm smart and sexy and a good dose of bitchy and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Stop comparing yourself to other people. It's not healthy and makes you look like an ass. You will get laid more too if you adopt this concept.

And sorry so long. If I blog while I'm taking care of my kids, I get interrupted a lot. Something that would take me 20 minutes to write ends up taking 5 hours because it takes me about 2 hours to get that 20 minutes, and by then, I thought of some other shit I want to say, and I keep going and going... And then every time I'm interrupted, I have to re-read what I wrote to remember where I was at. If I don't post this, I will have wasted my entire day on nothing, so I'm posting it like it or not. Too long? My suggestion is either read faster or don't read it. Sorry to be that way but I lost my fucking mind a long time ago. Mental health issues. They don't discriminate I'm telling you. A hair tie. That's what I was looking for an hour ago.