The news we’d been anticipating came today, a little earlier than we thought. The wife was laid off, which means that we are now both members of the new hobo class created by the banksters and their stooges in Washington. When she first heard that losing her job was a possibility, I had just received the last check from my then-expired extension, Congress hadn’t passed the new extension yet, and all we could do was look at each other, shrug our shoulders, and say, “Well, at least we’ve got an almost-grown kid. I wonder how much we can get for him on the black market?”
But we’ve got a little savings left, and Mrs. commie’s dad has both the wherewithal and the willingness to give us some financial support, so we’ll be OK. My wife has decided that thirty years of being a corporate cog is enough, and is she will be going to school to pursue an MA in Health Education. I will continue hitting the bricks, and long-term I plan to go to law school, so I can become the World’s Oldest Civil Rights Lawyer. So, don’t cry for us, Argentina. Weep instead for the millions of formerly two-income families that have an underwater mortgage, no money in the bank, and no safety net to land in, familial or otherwise.
It could be worse, I suppose. We could have a Republican president and a Republican-dominated congress that was unwilling to provide even a modicum of relief for the hordes of unemployed bums and malingerers clogging our nation’s cities and towns. Fortunately, today we have a Socialist Negro President and awesome, supportive Democrats in Congress who are doing all they can to make sure that America’s unemployed are getting all the relief they possibly can.
Happy days are here again!