The sky is purple, there is ice all over the place (and the sidewalks are worse than the roads), and it is cold as hell.
I’m still livid about the Bank of America nonsense from last night. I really don’t know what to do with these people. I suppose I shouldn’t be shocked or surprised, but at this point I am not too far from supporting a drive towards nationalization of the banks and the financial system and the summary execution of the CEO’s in a public ceremony on the Washington Mall. I really don’t know what else to do. You try to maintain an appropriate level of cynicism regarding this stuff, and every time you increase your level, these jackasses come along and outperform even your worst expectations.
And do we get to start calling them welfare queens now? I mean, a couple stories of poor people with widescreens in government housing fueled several generation of hatred towards poor folks, what should this do:
When a company borrows billions from a nation of folks who are struggling to pay their basic bills and put food on the table and pisses it away on new offices, luxury jets, and getaways to resorts, something needs to be done. At the very least, there needs to be a new name for them, something akin to “welfare queen,” that we can use to brand these people for life. I am seriously sick of these people. And where are the religious nutters like Dobson? Isn’t “Thou shalt not steal” somewhere up on the list of commandments, or is he too busy dealing with the plague of the gay?
Going to be a long day.