I really should rant, but I'll bite my tongue today. I know that there are people who haven't been paying attention to the outright and blatant destruction our current political leaders are doing to the United States, or that there's some people who are privileged enough to not care.
But with the passage of the BBB, which in my opinion, is anything but beautiful, I think that it's not appropriate to celebrate the loss of quality of life that millions of people are going to suffer. All because a tiny fraction of the population is super wealthy and now has over five trillion dollars worth of tax breaks (news flash, the wealthy have many ways to avoid paying taxes that regular wage earners like you and I don't have). No, we shouldn't be celebrating. In fact, yesterday, while I was out and about, I saw three American Flags hanging upside-down. You know, as a child, I was told that you only do that in a dire emergency.
I'm fearful of what our country is turning into. I'm depressed about it. I'm disgruntled. I'm devastated. Because I know that I'm one of the people that this stupid bill is going to affect in a negative way. I'm on a version of MassHealth, a lite version. I make just a little too much money at $30,576 a year. It's the only reason I can afford my medications. My partner is on SSI and EBT. Those programs feed us. We're already drowning financially. I'm about ready to start selling body parts-- legally or otherwise just to ensure the roof stays over our heads and the lights don't get shut off!
I've started applying like crazy for different jobs. I gotta get out of the entire Retail/Warehouse line of employment. Not only is my physical body crying in pain and suffering constantly--even on my days off, but the pay just isn't enough to live on. I'm tired of struggling, exhausted figuring out which bills I'm not paying this month. So, I'm trying to go back to Help Desk. I'm hoping that my years of customer service experience are enough to land me a Tier I position, and honestly, at this point in my life, I really don't care about climbing up the corporate ladder or whatever. I just want to be able to pay all my bills. $50K a year, and I'm golden. That's just enough to stick money away for the six months of retirement I might live long enough for. (Side note, Death Clock has me living until I'm only 57 and change. That's like seven years from now. Oh boy!)
Of course, if we are heading into a fascist hellscape and dystopian dumpster-fire, maybe dying young like this won't be a bad thing. But then again, I'm not too confident that the reason will be cardiovascular failure or whatever it said....basically a heart attack. Seeing that I'm a very progressive individual, and I stand for LGBTQIA+ rights, POC rights, basic equality across the board, all of which are highly unpopular with the current regime in power, I can see visiting someplace quite South of where I currently reside, on a, shall we say, more permanent basis.
Anyway, let's see what Uranus says when it visits Gemini in a couple of days. I'm sure that's going to be really exciting, huh? But happy Independence Day...from what, I'm still figuring that out. Try not to blow your ass up with those soon-to-be-illegal fireworks, 'kay?
But with the passage of the BBB, which in my opinion, is anything but beautiful, I think that it's not appropriate to celebrate the loss of quality of life that millions of people are going to suffer. All because a tiny fraction of the population is super wealthy and now has over five trillion dollars worth of tax breaks (news flash, the wealthy have many ways to avoid paying taxes that regular wage earners like you and I don't have). No, we shouldn't be celebrating. In fact, yesterday, while I was out and about, I saw three American Flags hanging upside-down. You know, as a child, I was told that you only do that in a dire emergency.
I'm fearful of what our country is turning into. I'm depressed about it. I'm disgruntled. I'm devastated. Because I know that I'm one of the people that this stupid bill is going to affect in a negative way. I'm on a version of MassHealth, a lite version. I make just a little too much money at $30,576 a year. It's the only reason I can afford my medications. My partner is on SSI and EBT. Those programs feed us. We're already drowning financially. I'm about ready to start selling body parts-- legally or otherwise just to ensure the roof stays over our heads and the lights don't get shut off!
I've started applying like crazy for different jobs. I gotta get out of the entire Retail/Warehouse line of employment. Not only is my physical body crying in pain and suffering constantly--even on my days off, but the pay just isn't enough to live on. I'm tired of struggling, exhausted figuring out which bills I'm not paying this month. So, I'm trying to go back to Help Desk. I'm hoping that my years of customer service experience are enough to land me a Tier I position, and honestly, at this point in my life, I really don't care about climbing up the corporate ladder or whatever. I just want to be able to pay all my bills. $50K a year, and I'm golden. That's just enough to stick money away for the six months of retirement I might live long enough for. (Side note, Death Clock has me living until I'm only 57 and change. That's like seven years from now. Oh boy!)
Of course, if we are heading into a fascist hellscape and dystopian dumpster-fire, maybe dying young like this won't be a bad thing. But then again, I'm not too confident that the reason will be cardiovascular failure or whatever it said....basically a heart attack. Seeing that I'm a very progressive individual, and I stand for LGBTQIA+ rights, POC rights, basic equality across the board, all of which are highly unpopular with the current regime in power, I can see visiting someplace quite South of where I currently reside, on a, shall we say, more permanent basis.
Anyway, let's see what Uranus says when it visits Gemini in a couple of days. I'm sure that's going to be really exciting, huh? But happy Independence Day...from what, I'm still figuring that out. Try not to blow your ass up with those soon-to-be-illegal fireworks, 'kay?
