I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Friday, May 7, 2010
I've been looking at this...
. . and chuckling for some time now. This is what happens when I 'fall down'. People can try to help, pull, push, or whatever... but it just ain't happening... This is me when nothing works.
Or, as I have titled it... getting things done my way.
It's true. I am not sure which will happen first, people get tired or people simply can no longer make enough TO pay. I actually hope people pull that Atlas Shrug(ged) thing first, for their own sake. But they best be prepared for trouble both from the parasites who are no longer being fed and the government who thought it owned them.
That is funny, but when you think about it, that's the future of the western world.
ReplyDeleteAs the number of parasites keep growing, the productive one day will just stop and refuse to budge, cos they're just sick of the spongers.
It's true. I am not sure which will happen first, people get tired or people simply can no longer make enough TO pay. I actually hope people pull that Atlas Shrug(ged) thing first, for their own sake. But they best be prepared for trouble both from the parasites who are no longer being fed and the government who thought it owned them.
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