The Class War Has Begun

Are you rich? Wealthy? Middle Class and struggling? Poor, or even destitute? Why? Do you believe that other people are lazy, or lucky? Are you cheap or compassionate - selfish or selfless? I urge you to consider your attitude towards financial status, and to imagine yourself in the "other guys' shoes" before making quick judgments. We have reached the fulcrum I mentioned previously, and as we teeter down towards "The Greater Depression," will you hold your wealth while your friends and neighbors lose their jobs, homes, and family units? Or will you see the beauty in giving (not to charities - to friends and families who've - through no real fault of their own - lost everything)?

I used to have the American Dream - pretty wife, BMW, little cape on a half acre in a tony upper-class Connecticut town. Then, a combination of fate, bad timing, some poor decision-making (which is debatable - a highly successful friend in executive HR said he would have made the same choices I did), perhaps poor judgment, combined to create my own perfect storm, and to make my long story short, I've lost everything. I worked my ass off for 10 years and have nothing to show for it except an empty bank account, a second failed marriage, and a young son that I cannot support. I sound like a loser, don't I? Well, to hell with pity, I need a job!

My point is that I have had the blessing of seeing both sides of the wealth line (and having several friends in the "uber-wealth" club, I see how that one percent lives - tight and territorial; and either footloose and fancy-free, or insecure and never being satisfied, having to keep at the game of making money, instead of enjoying its fruits). And this tightness of the "Uber Class" will finally kill Capitalism, because unless they start to spend a LOT (and thus, requiring companies to hire to meet this new demand), or start investing a LOT (so new companies can be formed), there will be no reason to work, and in America, life without work is like life without sunshine. But WAIT! This is what we were promised as kids - computers and robots working for us, while we go fuck ourselves in a leisure suit. What happened?

Greed, lack of regulation, corruption, a small group of power-mad dicks screwed us all without so much as a kiss. Not to mention our addiction to oil, which is the reason we let the oil companies tell Washington to go fight two-plus wars (wars are all over oil, not, as George W. Bush lied, "Freedom." Our consumerist life styles were empowered by the banks' greed, who let us debt-finance our mall junkets and large-screen tv's. SO we're ALL to blame, RIGHT? And we DESERVE to have our SOCIAL SECURITY cut (that we paid for, and was raided by the Fed to finance their oil hegemony)? Let me ask you, where are the riots, folks? Why are we letting these criminal empires (the big Banks, Wall Street, Oil Companies, the Military Industrial Complex, the Republicans in Congress) take us into poverty?

We're going to end up as a nation with 10,000 billionaires, and 300,000,000 po' folk. In such a future, what do you think will happen to these billionaires? Read your history, friends, public executions on pay-per-view coming soon! Actually, since most of us will be squatters, who'll afford cable? You see, this is where the egos and vanity of the Uber Class make their fatal mistake - without a healthy Middle Class, we have no means to make worthwhile art, music, literature, and the rest of culture. Mr. Potter may have scrooged his way to the Building and Loan, but unless George Bailey can afford to live on Sycamore and send his kids to school, then there won't be Zuzu's Petals to listen to. Where's Clarence when you need him?

Now, to sum up this rant on the status quo, why do I say "The Class War Has Begun?" Surely you are not so naive to believe the lies and deceit of media elite, who use fear to clear the mere notion of queer with smears that persevere beer. In the preceding pun - just a bit of rhyme fun, is to point the light of truth upon the hypocrite thieves who've taken all the fun, who think they deserve to run the sun, those cunning gun-running, sun-fun Huns that shun Honey buns! They might even be donut-hating, masturbating, gas-turd-dating, money-grubbing, Classist asses, but one things for sure - until we get our fat, complacent asses off the couch and into the streets of DC and NYC, to make these people come to terms with their karma, and let history repeat itself.

Then again, I might as well have another donut. Make peas, not war.


Warren Peace