The poor economy is here. Yes, I know. I am fully aware that people are losing their jobs, having hard times finding new ones, running out of money, applying for unemployment and government assistance, falling into a depression, etc. I get it. Everywhere I go it is reiterated over and over and over. I get it, people.
Has anyone ever considered that, if we have a 10% unemployment rate in the country right now, it means that 90% of us are still working? Would the media like to take a look at things from that perspective at all, instead of wafting the fumes of doom and gloom in our faces 24 hours a day with no reprieve?
Yes, the economy is bad. I get it. But it doesn’t mean my feelings are any less important than they were when the economy was decent. If I still want to complain about my job, I’m going to complain about it. People say you shouldn’t complain about your job, that “at least you have one.” I disagree. Heavy breathers and loud typers and gossipers and two-faced people and perverts don’t automatically become acceptable in the work environment just because 10% of American citizens are out of work. It is what it is.
One of these days I will put the energy into writing about the food stamp scam in the Arab community here in Michigan, and why we are not “oh-so-poor” in this state if those bastards are eating for free by the herds. And stocking their shelves in their tax-free businesses using taxpayer dollars (food stamps).
Oh, you didn’t know that? A lot of people don’t. But a lot of people do, but do nothing about it. Like our politicians. Our law enforcement. State officials. Everyone who could do something but chooses not to.
That is what I definitely have a right to complain about in this sour economy of ours.
