Since we all woke up to the joyous news that Lehman Brothers and Merrill Lynch are going down the tubes courtesy of McCain-Bush-Trickle-Down-Rebuplicanomics, I thought I'd do another recession post today.
This is my toilet. My toilet says a lot about the sort of person I am. The two bottles in my toilet are not full of scotch or cheap wine or hidden cash like some candy-ass suburban Easy Rider nest egg. They're filled with sand and water. They limit the amount of water per flush, which translates to a few dollars in savings when I get my quarterly water and sewer bills. I did not put the bottles in the toilet tank in order to take this picture. I put them in there about a month after we moved into this house 16 years ago.
I live in the absolute middle of America with all the rest of the people who pay for everything. You are welcome Fannie and Freddie.
There are three toilets in my house. They all have bottles exactly like the ones in the picture. Putting bottles in my toilet tanks and buying Suave instead of Pantene and knowing how to stretch a pound of sausage into three meals is how all of us in the middle of America are paying for Fannie and Freddie. I have no idea how the Lehman thing will find it's way into my pocket book, but I'm pretty sure it will.
I am so goddamn mad, I could kick George Bush square in the balls.
John McCain was a big supporter of all the deregulation that put this country's economy in the toilet. He calls his standard-issue Republican behavior being a "maverick."
I am 43 years old and I have never incurred one cent in credit card interest. Neither has my husband and he's 51. We will pay off our 30-year mortgage in about 19 years, maybe sooner. I drove my last car for 12 years. The Mini Cooper's going on six and I'm not gearing up to sell it anytime soon. My husband's car is seven years old.
I am not bragging or asking for praise. Most of this is very familiar to you, the average American. You understand my sort of living. It looks a lot like your sort of living and includes paying taxes on time. That our sort of living has funded the goddamn Republican debacles, including the filthy McCain/Bush war, infuriates me beyond words.
I doubt Cindy McCain clips coupons.
Look at what they're doing to the toilet paper. They're shrinking it in width. Guess it's time to find another way to tighten the goddamn belt around here.
And anyone taking a good look around my bathroom and wondering how I tolerate the horrible goddamn tile and peeling wallpaper, I tolerate it because I have to. And when we get enough money to redecorate it, we will. Until then I just have to suck it up. I don't take out loans just so I can shower in beautiful surroundings.
John McCain's trickle-down economic tenets are exactly those of George Bush and the Republican party. Obama's economics turn the funnel the other way around. This is one of the fundamental differences between the donkey and the elephant.
The State of Alaska is expecting a $5- to $9-billion dollar surplus next year. They always have surpluses on account of their oil. Alaska does not have state income tax. None of this is to Palin's credit. She walked into all of it. So no, I don't have any faith in that woman's ability to figure out my $9.6 trillion debt.
This is the end of the line. There is no more room for poor Republican judgment and excess.
This is the end of the goddamn line.