The DUmmies have jobs...they work on the government dairy farm...milking the government cow.
I was reminded this past weekend--really, I'd forgotten all about it--that there's a ticket waiting for me, ready for me to pick up any time I want it, a first-class ticket to ride the social security disability gravy train, like the now-gone HawkeyeX primitive, the Odin2005 primitive, the Las Vegas Leviathan, and many other primitives sitting the parlor-car, the servile taxpayers waiting on them hand-and-foot, catering to their every whim.
I'd forgotten all about it because it wasn't anything that particularly interested me, for a multitude of reasons.
I'm sure the big guy in Omaha--and many other "disabled" primitives--would give his eye-teeth for this ticket.
I dunno how $1331 a month stacks up with what the parasitical primitives get, but one has to include all the free medical care one wants in the mix, along with other social services goodies.
If the adult wins the presidential race, I'll forget about that waiting ticket, letting it get yellow and dusty in the safe, and go on in life as I always have, on my own two feet, at my own pace, free as a bird.
But if Barack Milhous wins, I'm seriously considering using it. The disability fund's supposed to be depleted within 3-4 years, and by my jumping aboard the gravy train, it'll get even more crowded, and the fund depleted even more quickly, meaning that the primitives also riding will be tossed off all the sooner, and have to pound the pavement looking for ways and means of supporting themselves, rather than mooching off the taxpayers.
I dunno, because it causes all sorts of convulsions with the conscience and those values one has; we'll see--and of course if the adult wins, it's no issue at all.
