My generation is willing to accept poverty in exchange for fixing the system. We’ve already lost close to 15. 1998-2011 has seen no rise in real incomes.
Is your generation willing to finally admit that your policies are not working and we must stop, now?
We need your help. We cannot do this alone.
“We need your help. We cannot do this alone.”
Younger people are dealing with it already. All that currency isn’t disappearing into thin air.
Some are, as evidenced by entities such as FR and the TEA Party.
But, as many have stated in this forum, the policies ARE working. Because the goals of most of those in favor of these policies are rooted in the destruction of the Constitution.
IMO though, the system is beyond rehab. It will collapse. The real question we face is can be rebuilt from the remains? In order to do so, we must first survive. I don't know what my odds are, but I can pretty much guarantee that the bad guys are going to give a lot more than they get when they come after me. I will have lots of company when I leave.
I’m not sure how old you are I was born in 1960 so am techically a boomer though identify with GenX more than I do boomers.My Mom and dad were war babies and all of my siblings are GenX.I know this has to change.I know there is not going to be social security for us since we are now 50 and 53.WE plan to work until they ell us to leave and try to be as self sufficient as we can be.IMHO all entitlments have to be stopped and the promises that were made to social security and medicare have to be curbed a lot.If it were up to me those collecting now would take a cut as well as a progressive cut depending on how far away you were to it.It was not designed to live on it was designed to be a supplement the rest is up to you to take care of.Foodstamps and welfare should stop imediately as well as the thousand other programs for the poor.I would propose a community feeding program( soup kitchens) for anyne hungry it would save billions of dollars.
I’ll “accept poverty” only after we stand every last one of the bastards in D.C. up against a wall and ... Well, you get the point, I am sure.