A little note: I wrote this when angry. Emotional. Gay know-it-all. Little boy banging at keyboard angry with life. Mad mad mad!!! I was blowing so much steam out of ears I could’ve burned someone! Whew!
During the past two weeks, I’ve seen a lot of bad news regarding the economy. Doom and gloom has now gone mainstream with Glenn Beck’s ‘Worst Case Scenarios of 2014′.
A little odd that this is on Fox News. Not a peep about this in 2008 in the MSM. This aired on Friday (2/20/09). Beck is a little annoying, but I applaud him for having the informed Gerald Celente on his show.
I admit that I have an obsession for doom. The chaos it brings about is exciting. A little sick? Yes. Bored with consumerism and its ability to create pathetic/apathetic people? Yes.
I’ve taken the time to list my version of the quintessential American Dream in 14 easy steps:
- Find school you can’t afford. Get student loan.
- Go to school.
- Get good grades.
- Get job to pay off student loan.
- Get credit card to buy crap you can’t afford.
- Wait 2 years for job title upgrade – Sr., Assoc., Assis.
- Get more pay. Get upgrade on crap you can’t afford.
- Plasma -> LCD
- CD ->MP3
- B cup -> C cup
- Find spouse. Marry spouse.
- Find house you can’t afford. Get mortgage.
- Have children you can’t afford.
- Wait 10 years for job title upgrade – Dir., SVP, VP
- Work 20 more years.
I might be missing a few steps here and there. Masturbation. Christmas. Going to the movies.
Note step 13. This step is always talked about at work. It’s what people live for. Then note how far down it appears on the list. A bit of an imbalance regarding life focus. Live on a golf course nearly dead and filled with brittle bones and aching muscles in an attempt to escape the Hell of the previous 12 steps of your life.
What happens when your retirement account loses 60% of its value the year before you retire? Your entire life was dedicated to this empty life of acquiring material things you did not need and could not afford. All to die in a place that is all but reality. Beautiful lawns. 18 holes. Sparkling swimming pools.
What we’re left with is a generation of self-entitled shitheads that define themselves by the crap they buy at malls and the crap they watch on TV. Cribs. Super Sweet 16. The Hills. Shitheads worshiping bigger shitheads.
The end product is a government that mirrors its people. One that pays down debt with debt. One that still believes spending is good .
And that’s why I love doom. Social Darwinism to separate the wheat from the chaff and the self-entitled from the self-sufficient.
Sick? I don’t really give a shit.