It’s not rocket science to know that America is riding on a free fall of bad credit. We owe everybody, and we as individuals are like little Americas. We go around and shop with our eyes and must need this and that, sign the line on the bottom of a credit contract, and off we go. If only consumerism didn’t stink the morning after. We could sit alongside the news channel and watch the decline of consumerism, and the rise of the national debt. We could go buy cake on credit to celebrate.
No, I’m not cynical. I am whispering this message softly because I have barely escaped the fiasco with bad credit, bankruptcy, and a lot of stuff lying around my house, stuff I can’t really get comfortable with as truly being mine.I see the eyes of shoppers get watery with a great deal, a blowout sale, or Two for One. It’s the same song and dance, when I’m pulled through a mall, thrift store or a wholesale outlet with my girlfriend. The big red tags dangle from merchandise, like a white flag waving after a heated battle, only this battle is between the merchandise and that little piece of plastic in your purse or wallet.
I’m not playing anymore. I see plenty of documentaries on the free Hulu site to know that billionaires are jerks and government is in on it. Everything is a fund raiser for the next public deception. Romney had a lot of money, Gingrich did not. If you can’t amass millions of dollars, go the other route. No, I’m not ready to layer myself up and wait in a food line in the middle of winter, but I am willing to save real money for the things I want. I will have to wait to purchase something nice, but just think about the feeling of accomplishment when the item that you just bought was something simmering in your mind for awhile. Rich people don’t get satisfaction from buying things anymore. It’s like a sex addiction, you need to bring out the whips to get any satisfaction.
That’s why the rich are crabby, because playing with their shiny diamond studded Tonka trucks in the sandbox doesn’t do it for them anymore. They have to pick pick pick on the hands that serve them. If treating everybody with respect doesn’t light up the endorphins, then being an asshole will. We will eventually repay our debt by whoring ourselves to China. So, who cares about eating a seven course meal when people are starving a few blocks away. Humanity is a bitch and so is justice, because justice was served bribery, blackmail, and extortion a long time ago.
Copyright 2012. Erik Christian