Daily Kos'r Goes NUTZ, Still Can't Admit It's the Democrats/Obama's Fault!(Vanity)

TCRLAF | 8.7.2011 | TCRLAF

[tcrlaf]

I wonder what this Bay Area nutjob THOUGHT was going to happen when he fought to put Democrats in Charge???

I want my f*#%ing life back

I want to not be invisible anymore.

I want to get up and shower and have somewhere to go.

I want to punch the people who talk about the recession being over.

I want to not have to choose between toilet paper or dog food.

I want to take back all the money I spent on student loans for an education that does me no good now.

I want to stop mending the waistband of five-year-old sweatpants.

I want to not consider two tacos for a dollar at Jack In The Box a splurge.

I want to walk into a job interview not reeking of desperation.

I want to be able to afford a simple goddamned urn for my daughter's ashes.

I want to pay just one bill on its due date, not have to wait until the FINAL NOTICE.

I want to be able to drive across town to pick my kid up so he doesn't have to walk in the rain.

I want to shop at the Dollar Store because I'm thrifty, not because it is the only way I can afford luxuries like body wash, toothpaste and laundry soap.

I want to be able to drive the two hours to Santa Cruz to visit my dying friend.

I want to pay for a haircut, instead of using the kitchen scissors to “even up the ends again”.

I want to have a shit job to bitch about.

I want to not panic every time the doorbell rings unexpectedly.

I want to split a tab or treat someone to something.

I want to wear contact lenses again, instead of these wobbly old glasses.

I want to be able to buy a present for my goddaughters.

I want to go to the theater to see a movie and pay for my own damn ticket.

I want to drive a completely legal car legally.

I want to not have to choose between buying tampons or a pound of ground beef.

I want to buy a book that ISN'T on the 25-cent rack at the Thrift Store.

I want to stop avoiding my friends because they're pitying or worse.

I want to not have to invent new ways to rearrange my resume and STILL get no response.

I want to get my dogs their shots so I can take them to the park.

I want to use good trash bags.

I want to wake up without dread that today is the day it will all come tumbling down.

I want to consider owning a spicebox and a mortar and pestle NOT a pipe dream.

I want a new bra.

I want to feel like a real person again.

I want to BE a real person again.

I am sick to death of this Middle Class poverty (not a penny to my name, but the remnants of a better life all around me)

I am sick to death of dumbing down my resume, groveling for jobs I could have done at sixteen and STILL not getting hired.

I am sick to death of feeling powerless.

I am sick to death of apologizing and being shamed and embarrassed for being one of the long-term unemployed.

I am sick to death of tailoring my resume to each job and STILL not getting a response from 99% of the companies I apply to.

I am sick to death of people telling me that I “really should see a doctor” when nothing would please me more, except that I can't afford to do so.

I am sick to death of not even getting interviewed for open positions, and then getting shitty service from the person they DID hire when I didn't even get an interview.

I am sick to death of turning down invitations to do things with friends, because I can't afford to do so.

I am sick to death of pretending that holidays don't exist because I can't afford to celebrate them.

I am sick to death of throwing away 2/3 of my mail without even opening it because I know that there's a bill or a statement from someone I owe that I can't afford to pay.

I am sick to death of explaining to other people that “getting a job at McDonalds” is not as simple as they think.

I am sick to death of hiding, being quiet, trying to play nice, mentally composing suicide letters, trying to figure out who can take care of my dogs/cat/kid when it all goes to hell like it is bound to do.

I am sick to death of feeling powerless.

I am sick to death of being unable to pay my own way.

I am sick to death of people telling me that “it could be worse”, because I know that it could and I am convinced that it will and I am only biding my time in this limbo which is a certain kind of hell all its own.

I am sick to death of these conversations where my friends and I try to brainstorm ways to get the hell out of this town/state in hopes that there is some place where we can still trade hard work for decent wages and crawl out of the hellhole we've fallen into.

I am sick to death of having to look my son in the eye and admit that I have failed him, that I failed his sister, that I have failed us all.

I am sick. And sad. And exhausted. And undone.

[cracker45]

“The one that got me was the one where she knows she needs to see a doctor, and can’t afford it. That’s horrible.”

That’s also horsepucky! There is Medicaid, free clinics and even the emergency rooms that the illegals use frequently. I think that entire post is made up crapola and you bought right into it!

JC

[cracker45]

“Err for the grace of G-d go I...”

Err, so much BS; you’re smarter than that. Just my intuition that you know how to plan for the future so as NOT to be such an abject loser...

JC

[cracker45]

AMEN Dude (or Dudette), whichever it is!!

JC

[cracker45]

“I actually feel sorry for this woman. Her rant has a ring of honesty. She’s in a horrible place and she doesn’t have the tools to get out. No matter that her activism/votes increased her misery. She doesn’t get it. She wants a job.
I hope she gets one; and the understand about basic economics that she needs.”

It also has a ring of made-up crapola too!

JC

[DiogenesLamp]

Note the poster appears to be a single mom. A one-way ticket to poverty, normatively.

A friend of mine is fond of saying that "life is about choices and consequences... The better your choices, the better your consequences."

Liberal minded people have torn at the original fabric of our society till they created the unintended but now common result of the single mom family. Who would have ever thought that there might be consequences to their "free love" advocacy?

[Nickname]

I only wish these morons weren’t bringing the rest of us down with them.

Welcome to Trickle Up Economics and the Fundamental Transformation of America.

Enjoy, jackwagon.

[I still care]

I don’t think so. I know people who live like that. There are lots of procedures people need, and that are not available at free clinics.

She obviously is managing to get by, but not buy anything but total essentials. That wears on a person after a while. I know many people living like that. In fact, most of the people I know down here in FL are living like that.

People are struggling - the whole construction industry has just shut down here and it was a major employer in my county. The old retired folks down here are taking in their entire families.

Like I said in my previous post, the person I spoke to yesterday couldn’t afford to go out and buy her medicine. She 1) has no car and 2) has no money and 3) is too ill to walk far. I know her well. She’s not dramatizing.

You don’t know poverty until a friend drops by your house at 8 in the am and asks if you have $3 or $4 so they can put a gallon of gas in their car to get to work.

The real problem is, she thinks the answer is more money into programs so she CAN get the type of care people have to pay for. The answer is to stop voting against prosperity.

[PapaBear3625]

Link to the article on KOS, but BE WARNED, it is Kos: http://www.dailykos.com/story/2011/07/08/992598/-I-want-my-f*#ing-life-back?via=siderec

A lot of people on that thread are hurting from unemployment or fears of unemployment. Some are still trying to blame Bush, but real soon now that will wear thin. By 2012, it will be hard to deny that Obama owns the state of the economy.

[Billthedrill]

I’d quit that crap ASAP then reassess your opinion...

Good to see the junior high school brigade has shown up. No, I've been poor, FRiend, really poor, and I've also had to choose between some pretty basic items to try to get by to a paycheck that wasn't even on the horizon. Maybe in your comfortable little world that sort of thing only happens to bad people. In the real one it happens to a lot of us.

Now go smirk at somebody else. The adults are going to have to try to solve this thing and we'll let you know when it's safe to play outside.

[Persevero]

“It also has a ring of made-up crapola too!”

True, you never know on the internets.

[Charles Henrickson]

This KOmmie thread has been DUFUed today:

DUmmie FUnnies 07-09-11 (KOmmie laurustina parallel constructs her free-floating angst)

[cracker45]

Your assumptions are amusing. For most of my childhood, my family had no electricity or running water and used a kerosene cook stove, but we worked our butts off and grew most of our own food and raised chickens to eat. Our “car” was a wornout ‘37 Ford pickup. I started working at age 10 fot $1/hr just like the adult field hands and kept up my schooling too, no welfare, no handouts (other than hand-me-down clothes). So I’ve experienced both sides of the so-called poverty spectrum, and there is no excuse that hard work and planning for the future won’t fix in this country!

JC

[grey_whiskers]

Work to elect President Palin. And throw the RINOs and libs out of Congress.

That is your (temporal) hope.

Cheers!

[Billthedrill]

Your assumptions are amusing.

Really? Well, then it strikes me that you're easily amused. Frankly I don't believe a single word of the aching bathos you just posted, and for exactly the same reasons you don't believe the lady in the article. Have a good evening.

[cracker45]

Yes, I did indeed have a good evening, because I surpassed that “aching bathos” you characterized as my childhood. Unlike you, I wouldn’t change a thing - it was character-building and enabled me to overcome later challenges in life without whining about it!

JC