Here, in the land of my birth, I cannot find a job to literally save my life.
Wall Street and D.C. have done so much to squash the little guy that in a few months from now, if things continue as they are, I will be out on the street.
How can those jackasses sit up there on their hill and say they're doing something for the "common man" and then consistently stab us in the backs? I realize that's a stupid question. They will continue to do it for as long as they are allowed to get away with it.
The saddest thing of all is that it happens so gradually that we are picked off one by one while the rest cower in their boots, floating down de Nile (denial for those of you didn't get it) saying "It's just someone else - it'll never happen to me." And then when it happens to you, you look around and everyone turns away from you with sad looks in their eyes and you just know that what they really feel bad about is not your situation, but the fact that they know they are next and that everyone else will treat them with the same apathy that they are drowning you in.
It's sad, and it's pathetic, but it is the American way. Well, I'm next, who's in line after me? Could it be you? Look around and see if everyone is giving you the sad eye.
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"Though we are not now at that strength which in better days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; one equal temper of heroic hearts made weak by time and fate but not in will; To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
Applies to now, I think...
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