Where’s my fucking money? If you are like many of us, you ask yourself that question every day. Where the hell did it go? You work your ass off. You pay your bills. And there’s nothing left. You slide deeper into debt.
You start living on your credit cards. We’re not talking about waking up on Sunday with a mild but satisfied hangover, realizing, whoops, you spent just a little too much on your meal of braised Rocky Mountain Bighorn lamb vagina served with that great bottle of 1982 Chateau Mouton Rothschild. I’m talking about buying eggs and milk and swiping your Capital One Platinum to the tune of 29.9%.
You read the news, you watch the tube, you look around and see rich assholes are doing just fine. Why them and not you? Are they smarter than you? Tougher than you? No, just richer than you.
Rich assholes, however, always know the whereabouts of their fucking money. If they want more money they know where to find it–in your fucking pocket! With their money, they rig the system to make sure that you pay for everything to ensure their wealth. They don’t give a rat’s ass about what happens to you.
Let’s face it, rich assholes have been stealing time, labor, lives and money from people like you for the last 10,000 years. If you’re fed up, how can you declare your independence once and for all?
Where’s my fucking money?
The raw, pimpin’ gall of Busta Rhymes could be an anthem for rich assholes. But you can turn that upside down. It’s not about being a pimp or a gangster. It’s about attitude.
It’s time to start strutting your shit. Every time your boss, your bank or a politician has a “great idea.” Ask yourself and them, “What’s in it for me? Where’s my fucking money?”
The emperor has no clothes.
Rachel Maddow’s piece, “Oil, Is Oil, Is Oil, Is Oil,” succinctly points out that American oil independence is a myth because oil, as a commodity, is sold on the international market by international companies.
American oil never stays in America. “Drill, baby drill,” is really a cry to subsidize international oil companies. What’s in it for you? Your very own greasy pelican?
We subsidize the banks.
We bailed out Goldman Sachs and the rest of the crooks and never threw a single one of them in jail. The Federal Reserve loans our money to banks at 0% so that they can loan it back to us at 29.9%.
Try this: Give a friend a 20 dollar bill. Then borrow $20.00 from her and promise to pay her $26.00 in a year. Then pass a few laws that allow for draconian collection practices that can totally fuck up your credit if you don’t pay. Your friend will love the concept. Worse case scenario: She breaks even and you don’t have enough credit to buy a peanut butter sandwich. If you think this is a good idea, you’ve been hypnotized by a vampire squid.
Liberals can be amazingly hypocritical.
In “Abortion is Green,” Doug Stanhope chides environmentalists for having children. If you can’t have a sense of humor about this shit, you should go to church and forget about it.
Don’t take a piss without getting paid.
Isn’t that the bottom line? Harlan Ellison eloquently illustrates the point. Why should you ever work for free? Especially if your labor will line the pockets of another rich asshole.
If you are a teacher, should you refuse to provide your students with pencils and books at your own expense? Fuck yes. Don’t be an ass wiper for a system that holds little children hostage.
The articles posted here will examine the politics of greed and the policies and practices of self-interest. Rich assholes certainly understand their interests. I want you to understand your own.