Monday, July 18, 2011

A Scene From Our Unshared Sacrifices

El Rude-o

The old lady at the pharmacy counter obviously wore an adult diaper. That tell-tale sharp urine scent half-masked by sweet-smelling chemicals emanated from her, and the Rude Pundit stood right behind her yesterday, waiting to pick up the pills that prevent him from going on a five-state killing spree. She was getting three prescriptions. The total was $6.00. This puzzled the old lady. She had never paid anything before, and even this seemingly small amount was obviously causing her consternation. The cashier checked with the pharmacist, who said that there had been a minor change to her plan, and now she had to pay a little for the scrips, a buck-fifty, three bucks. She apologized and put aside the couple of other things she was going to purchase to pay for the medicine.

Our savage economic inequality in this country is coming to a head. We talk about "spending cuts," as if what we're not really talking about is "making the poor pay more for stuff." We talk as if the services that are cut will be picked up by the aching states and cities. And we talk about nonsense like "shared sacrifice," as if that's the rational position in any of this. When the wealthy actually sacrifice something, we can talk about sharing.

At this point, any Americans earning above, say, to be generous, $500,000 a year who don't believe that they should be paying more in taxes are just goddamned greedy assholes who deserve a real Marxist revolution to take it all away. They have benefited from a country that generously gave them decades of low taxes in the hopes that they would help make this a better place. They fucked it up, and it's time to give back. If your parents supported you through college in order for you to get your MBA and get rich, then you take care of them if they go through hard times. You don't say, "Sorry, Mom, but how can I create jobs if I have to help you avoid losing your house?" Unless you do, in which case, you are a dick and deserve to be put up against the wall in the aforementioned revolution.

Back at the pharmacy, the old woman walked away from the counter, putting back the cheap socks and orange juice she was going to buy, leaving with her prescriptions, her sacrifice far from shared.

There is nohing I can add to that.


Fixer said...

When the wealthy actually sacrifice something, we can talk about sharing.

Let them eat cake!

Gordon said...

I believe the lady who said that later got shortened a little...:-)

Fixer said...

Yeah, I'd like to "shorten" some politicians.

Gordon said...

With a dull machete.

David Aquarius said...

This shit isn't just a few scattered cases in a couple of lonely 'bergs but far too common place across this sorry country. There is a lady who will start looking at pet food in a whole new light.

And it's fucking disgusting. I look at the news freaks, especially those goons on Fox, and want to hurl. A peaceful man can take only so much crap before he realizes that someone needs to get their asses kicked.

The worst part though, isn't the Repugs. We've known for years that they were all pond scum and sewer dumplings. The real disgusting thing is that our people, the ones we voted for - our 'heroes' - sit at the table with this vermin and capitulate every progressive part of the deal. Every bloody time!

Leadership is needed and sorely missing. The Body America needs to get it together and start working out. It needs to get itself in shape, cut out the fat but keep the meat. It also needs a high colonic to flush out these Repug polyps clinging to the inside of our ass.

What the fuck is going on in the White House? Are they that disconnected from Main Street? Have they any clue at all?

Am I asking questions I already know the answer to?

Fixer said...

Am I asking questions I already know the answer to?

You know the answer to that. Heh ...