I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Thank God there's still some semblance of reason in Washington D.C.

To give the man who helped bring financial disaster on to the world--by turning a blind eye to the causes of this, right up to the recent fall of Lehman's---to give this obtuse buffoon MORE power? That would be just plain STUPID.

Paulson and Bush said less than a year ago, that the 'ECONOMY WAS FINE.'

To give this man billions of taxpayer dollars, to bail out the very people who caused this mess in the first place--WITHOUT providing ANY assistance or protections for the taxpayers who have lost their homes and jobs to this disaster, would have been nothing short of an obsenity.

I read the British papers, and hear some Brits whinging about the refusal..you know what? Tough cheese. If it was YOU losing your homes, and the UK was doling out billions of pounds to assist shady creditors, while doing precious little to assist the UK taxpayers, who had been steadily losing their legal rights in regards to debt collections and filing bankrupcy, and, losing THEIR jobs, would you still feel that way? The hell you would.

I've saved some entries to Word...but can't access Word at the moment...did finally get into my e-mail account after two days..mostly junk mail, so didn't miss much there. MS Word just has decided that it won't open any any longer. I can't get IE off my computer...because Internet Explorer is NO LONGER on my programmes list! Yet, it's still there. WTF???

Well, my computer's well messed up, if I can't access Word, or the internet...and none of the anti-trojan/virus options work...into the skip my tower goes. Too bad I'm paid up on my internet 'till Nov. I could have used that $45 dollars for something else...like putting it towards an eye exam or something.

I'm trying to be patient. Some days though, I wish I was 80 years old, then I could have an excuse to just lay down an quit. My friends have been so kind to me, but I feel so stinking useless and powerless. Some young guy in a "ricer" (Japanese hot rod car) almost ran me down last night, as I was stepping off a kerb to cross the street..I had the light, but he ignored me, and speeding, made an illegal turn on red, brushing the leg of my jeans. It was then I realized that I didn't care. I'm just marking time. I can't even write now (my DCD/dyspraxia and arthritis in my fingers, makes writing by hand a tedious chore)...what else is going to happen to me? Sorry. I hate being stagnant, but, at the same time...everytime something nice happens, something unpleasant has to happen...can't have one without the other.

If I could ask God for one thing...if there is a God and if he'd ever listen to someone like me...I'd ask him to either give me a damn break, or just get this damned rubbish over with, already.

I work the night shift tonight, so must be off. I hope I make some sales, and the people I call aren't too mean and rubbish to me.

Back when I was a child, I naively thought—in the way that most young people think---that life would be so much easier as an adult. You know what I mean, the freedom to drive wherever I want to go, without having to depend on my parents or a bus schedule. To do what I want, when I wanted to do it, to not have someone telling me what to do all the time—maybe it’s not a bad thing, I guess, that no one told me about bosses—or I might never have decided to want to grow up.

Most children don’t grasp things like rent, mortgages, utility bills, taxes, car and other loan payments, bank balances, credit card debt, things like washing machines, cars and boilers breaking down. Kids don’t know about leaky roofs, job layoffs and heating bills.
They may overhear their parents fussing, or even fighting, about these things, but being as they have no experience with them, the problems may seem close to home, yet to most children, the things that make their parents moan, are nonetheless still very distant. Which I personally believe, is a really good thing. The young ones of this world, will have a lifetime to discover the less than happy and usually very dull and tedious side of life—why rush it upon them? Prepare them somewhat, yes. But, don’t just shove them out into the world, and let them fend for themselves. Innocence somehow, now, has become an anathema to many adults.

The world is crowding us in, with more and more unpleasant knowledge entering our lives everyday. Not necessarily a bad thing, still, the bare truth is, is that the more we are jostled by the unpleasant, the more happiness we lose. That is not to say that we cannot be happy, in the midst of bitter reality. Heck, not by a long chalk. Happiness is everywhere, for those who choose to seek it out. Sometimes it’s right on our doorsteps, and sometimes it much farther a field, occasionally hidden in some obscure and darkened corner.

So, as young person, I sometimes strained against the collar my parents and my age placed upon me, eager to get the bit in my teeth, and forge ahead to reach for my dreams and those things I most desired and longed for. Yet, the older I get, the harder life becomes. If only I’d known that, growing up. Perhaps I would have appreciated just how very wonderful, my life back then sometimes could be, and would not have minded so much, the unpleasant times.