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Because Dan is a tingus, I have to blog again.

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So what’s new in the world?  Well, I just don’t know.

Today I will outwardly consider how sad it is that money is such a motivator for some people.  Not in the way that they’ll work, however. No, no.  I am referring to the money so readily available to deadbeats and other human embodiment of sloth who for no good reason actually opt to leech off the common working people instead of making a single effort.  Oh, and then the same people snootily shun those who have done well for themselves, or who have even made it marginally higher than the poverty line through honest work.

You know what? I am far from conservative, but something has to change with regards to this.  And there should be psychiatric evaluation before people are allowed to bring ill-fated children into this world.  We’re all ill-fated to a degree, but sometimes you just know it’s going to be a disaster, and maybe then we should ship the unborn child off in a warm little canister to someone who actually wants it.

If someone is honest, a good worker, but simply cannot find a job no matter how hard they try (and that is possible in our economic situation), then that’s fine.  Welfare it up, grandma.  That’s who the dole is for.  Not for people who think it’s an acceptable lifestyle to bottom-feed and spend all their government cheques on cigarettes, booze, drugs, and absolutely shit-all for their kids.

These days, it’s only a tiny percentage of kids I meet who are polite, smart, and who I think “That is what I want my kid to turn out like.”  And it’s because this is not a new problem.  The rotten apple doesn’t fall very far from the rotten apple tree.  For too long, people have been watching their kids grow up without actually raising them, teaching them values and rules.  Be sure to buy them that iPhone at Christmas so they’ll forget about the shit you spend your money on the other 364 days of the year.  It’s not like you earned the money you’re paying to the guy who stole it off a truck for you anyway.  Consumerism and utter laziness have led us down this muddy path where in the end, to each other, everyone — the working person and the person who refuses to work — ends up looking like a giant piece of shit.

If you actually need the government to help you out for a while, I hope you spend it wisely until you get your feet back on the ground. On the other hand, if you are one of the people who came into this life expecting everything, appreciating nothing and most of all giving absolutely nothing back to anyone, anything, then read this and proceed to shut your mouth about the people who are the opposite of you.  Any retort you make is null and void because all it takes is pouring coffee or slapping a burger in a wrapper for some poor dope to eat (and there is no shame in doing something like that) to be a contributing member of society.

And even if you do prefer to be lazy, but you still appreciate the handouts and realize you’ve won the god damn never-working not-much-money lottery and use that spare time to drive some kind of values into your kid (although probably not work-related ones; friendliness, an open mind, intelligence, the unintended drive to be better motivated than their parents ever were), good for you.  There are plenty of people who work way too hard and will never be able to say that for their kids.  That’s a rant for another day.  But as long as you realize how lucky you are, cool.  For the most part, though, this is not the case, and in two words: It’s stupid.

And now I’m off to munch on some apple strudel!  Tra la la la!

About Nikki

I've been writing since I was in kindergarten where I Crayola-markered an epic tale of a tiger and a balloon on a stack of lined papers folded into a booklet and stapled along the edge (carefully, and by my teacher). I love DIY, sewing, folksy music, animals and getting out to look at and listen to nature.
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