I keep on watching and hoping for some kind of compromise, or well thought out way to care for our nation. I have studied the issues and watched the Senate. I hear the comments “Somethings got to give”, “Entitlements must go”, “obvious and provable corruption” at least at the level of campaign contributions, in the voices of a few senators, I hear the heartfelt and murderous statements of many, I see that we are all probably taking part in a process in which one way OR the other we ALLwill probably be duped. Of course we must get out of debt. No one denies that. So who is going to stand up and say, you know this is partly my fault, so I am going to quit taking money under the table, and support the programs which give the best support to our people AND the budget. No where do I hear a humble voice, saying maybe the people have a few ideas we could use, as this Is their country, except for a very few Democrats, unless they are born of total hysterical and senseless anger. I am a bit discouraged at this point, because it isn’t dying that scares me. If I don’t do it to myself, I will go in peace. It is living that is difficult. We the living must edure, hopefully with joy and happiness. I am tired of the banners of the parties waving in my face. I want to have a life to live. That is why it has always been important to me to be a citizen of the country our forefathers left to us. I’ve worked since I was 9 years old babysitting to buy my own school lunches and clothes. When I was old enough for a real job I started paying taxes along with everyone else. while other kids were given the things they needed. I have done everything from bagging groceries to in home care for the elderly and disabled. I am in a position now in which I need help. I feel sucker punched! I raised 4 children without a dime of government money and sacrificed plenty. I sent my kids to school with home made biscuits and cornstarch jam sandwiches for thier lunch, and hand me down clothes, and was dragged through interrogation of my motherhood by the school because my husband and I didn’t believe our kids should have lunch on taxpayer dollars. We all made it. I am still proceeding by the “skin of my teeth”.My deceased husband was a laboratory technician, trained in the Navy, and after two and a half hitches found out it was a supplemental wage job. Now THAT was a real crime huh? The accusation “if you can’t feed em, don’t breed em” , was with me long before it was stated here. But we did our level best with what we could do, and had unfortunate and rude surprizes, as do many. Did I whine and complain? H— no! I went by the statement “Use it up, wear it out, Make it do or do without!” The meals I cooked were less than yummy a lot, and still are. Wouldn’t I love a menu in which I could actually buy ALL the ingredients I need. But I do not take what is not due to me. I am happy to have enough to get by. I don’t want to depend on anyone except myself, but at this stage, when I can no longer do physical labor, I need help. So crucify me. Just hurry up about it?Who wants to endure more nausea from stress than I ever had with four preganancies? Who wants to be kicked in the teeth for tireless service from my family, while my husband served our country? People these days feel persecuted if they don’t get to have an I POD. I wouldn’t know how to use one, because it is totally out of my budget, as is school, medical care, and a decent diet. Whoop and holler all you want, in whatever direction you want. WE are responsible for what happens to every soul who lives in the US. I paid in just as everyone else. Want to nail me to a cross because I’m old and disabled? That would be a typical ignorant of what IS happening in our government action. LOOK HARD AT EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Isn’t it possible that this hornets nest was stirred up, just to get our attention diverted long enough to make slaves out of all of us, outside of party, and inside of GREED? How much of our legislation is bought and paid for, instead of initiated by public awareness? This could be the LAST wake up call. I am not as angry as I am just plain tired, after 60 plus years. What about you?
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