Whose Turkey Now?

It being Thanksgiving week in America, it is time for my annual turkey awards. 

I am overwhelmed with nominees this year. In fact my mailbox looks a little like a Greek street during a government workers strike. Colorful trash bags lend an artistic feel, but basically it is just crap. Too many turkeys out there, and a whole lot of broth spoiled I suspect. Oops am I mixing metaphors? Maybe I am the turkey this year for allowing myself to be led on by the media and have my spirit carved and served with platitude dressing for the elite to enjoy and be entertained by.  Although exploit sounds more accurate. To me then, Toby is turkey of the year, for allowing this to go on.

My tradition for many years. Thanks Arlo. Happy Turkey day and hoping you all get everything you want.

False Optimism

Okay I am thinking I am crazy in that I am not one of these optimistic folks out there. I am probably more of a preoccupied one actually. Anyway more on that later.

Here is what I do not understand. There is this income gap. A lot of us - say ninety nine percent are sucking hind tit. Yet a huge number these hind tit suckers obviously think that they will soon or one day be among those in the elite group and not be sucking away. Well, folks, the gap is not a geometric asymptotic sort of thing where you keep getting closer but never get there. It is true you will never get there, but it is also true odds are you will asymptotically go the other direction and just keep getting further away. I conclude this because so many of you continue to support not taxing the rich - so you gotta be thinking that you are gonna be there themselves sometime soon. (I would love to be smoking or doing whatever it is you are who believe this by the way).

The gap is huge and getting bigger and I would love to be so optimistic about the gap narrowing. But I am willing to go on record right now and say though - it ain't gonna happen. I am a pessimist, yep. We'll all be singing Brother, can you spare a dime? or maybe more accurately can you spare a few trillion dimes. Or perhaps you prefer the analogy that the future ain't so bright so you won't need your cheap sunglasses.