And yet, not one of you has the guts to come over here and confront us directly. You hide behind Skinner's skirt because you know we can't post over there. C'mon put on your big girl panties. Especially you Pam...come on over and defend your obsession with raiding poor people's food banks while you have a cushy government job and a long summer vacation and a husband who makes a decent living...patting yourself on the back because you would've made a damn sweet slave owner...accusing your husband of alcoholism & abuse while bragging about the expensive jewelry he bought you...making sure the world knows what a long suffering wife you are while the man takes you on a cruise where you proceed to molest the poor cabana boy and make fantasy plans to run off to Alaska with him...pretend you're the world's greatest mom while your daughter can't wait to get away from you.
You people, regardless of your income level (or lack) are more obsessed with money & stuff than any other people on the planet. For a group of people who try to convince the world that your compassion trumps money, that your profound love for sucker fish trumps human survival...you guys know in your hearts that if you were told "see that river over there? Well, there's a bazillion dollars buried about 4 feet down. You can have it all...BUT you have to keep it all yourself, you can't donate a dime and you're going to wipe out the last population of endangered sucker fish!" Every single one of you would ask the same thing, "Where the hell's the backhoe?" Well, except maybe UP, it could probably just use it's claws to dig in the dirt. And even then you wouldn't be happy when you found out there was someone who had a bazillion and two dollars.
Because you know what it really is? It has nothing to do with having rough childhoods, coming from a broken home, not winning the 3rd grade spelling bee (although never endeavoring to try again would contribute to it), growing up poor, growing up in a Christian home or with strict parents, it's because the only thing you think is noble in life is struggle. Especially money struggle. Half of you are pissed because you don't have any (so much with the peace & love philosophy of being happy with what you got if it's someone else who has it) and the other half are pissed because you have so much you can only pretend to struggle. You guys are angrier than those who truly are poor. So you spend your life enraged and pathetic. It's funny, in a way...most posts over there are "the rich are evil, let's steal from them", "look how pitiful I am because I suffer so", or "gosh, I'm just super, I helped someone today and here's my little post telling you exactly what I did (which, ironically, is almost always a backhanded way to show the other DUmmies how much wealth YOU personally have)...well, okay there is another category of post but it's related: "I'm female, an ethnic minority, fat, gay, transgender and let me tell you how I was offended today!"
I don't have a clue how much anyone makes over here and I don't care. I don't know where or if they work, I don't care if their houses or nicer (okay, I'm incredibly jealous of BEG's decorating style, but the woman could hang a dish towel on a wall and make it look good). What the hell difference would it make? I simply enjoy commensurating with other people who love America, think life is great, want to keep babies in the womb until they're ready to come out on their own and suck the resources out of the planet for the benefit of humankind. So come on over...we can even throw you a big ass pity party for about 2 seconds! They only time I've ever seen real generosity from you guys was during Andyscam and then you were too ****ing stupid to know you were being had.
Cindie