Sea Change
So, I finally went back to the gym that I’ve been avoiding for the last little while. It’s one of the Bally Fitness Centers in the metro Detroit area.
The difference between what I saw today, and what I was used to seeing when I went to the gym before, was unbelievable. They have removed some of the machines, and generally speaking, streamlined operations quite a bit. And, of course, brought in a new corporate sponsor, whose goodies are on display at the entrance to the gym.
But all of the was minor, cosmetic change next to the startling fact for me: the place was practically empty! I used to have to fight and/or wait for time on some of the machines. Not any more!
A lot of the optional maintenance has been left undone as well. Safety belts, once replaced when they are damaged, are now left in disrepair. Exercise equipment which breaks down is not seen around anymore, nor any replacements.
And, the people are acting a little strange, too. There are a lot of executroids and corpo-weasels who start their day out at that gym. I should actually say, it appears as though they used to start their day off at the gym. And I heard an awful lot of bellyaching about the new ‘tax cut’ (you don’t think
they actually talk about it as a ‘jobs and growth’ plan, do you? Really?). It seems that these people didn’t look too closely at all that ‘fuzzy math’. They were upset because, all of a sudden, it appears to them as though they’re not getting much in the way of tax relief. Apparently, the few people in the club who got enough of a refund to allow the club membership to average over $2000 in tax refund were not there. Or didn’t manage to speak up about how fantastic
Drinky McDumbass and the God SquadTM was being to them financially.
Being the humble,
(cough), easygoing
(cough), and uncontroversial
(cough) (cough) good-natured soul that I am, I waited until I determined that these people were
not religious, then prominently displayed my copy of ‘The Bush Dyslexicon’ while interjecting into the conversation: ‘Well, you could always give more to the church. That’s tax-deductible, isn’t it?’ The facial expressions of those assembled were priceless to me. And it looks good on them. They have the most, and are suffering the least, during this depression. And they expect, no,
demand our sympathy, when they are responsible for this mess in the first place?
Hopefully there will be enough who feel the jarring dissonance between what comes out of the
Sock Puppet’s mouth (or the slavering orifices of
Ari Fork Tongue,
Don Rumsfeldo, or any of the Keystone Kops currently
raping running the United States government, for that matter), and what happens in real life. Speechifying about the noble sacrifices of our military veterans
– by a Vietnam deserter - while cutting Veterans Benefits and VA administration budgets. Praising our brave ‘Frist responders’ – while cutting budgets for fire, police, and paramedics. Going on a national promotional tour –
at taxpayer expense - to promote a
n elite cash grab tax cut ‘jobs and growth’ plan, while continuing to set records for number of jobs lost in a presidency, increase in deficit in actual
and percentage rankings, and partisan party contributions. This clown has even created two new classes of government
leeches supporters, those who
individually gave more than $100, 000 and those who gave more than
$500,000. That must be some club, huh? Maybe one day, if we’re really lucky, we’ll get to
clean the toilets there. If we can claw our way through the thousands of
sycophants supplicants applicants for the position.
Or maybe not. These people seemed to believe that they got the shaft from the Democratic Party.
They wouldn’t let
pResident Pinhead get
all of his cuts, you see. If those damn Demon-crats hadn’t been so un-American, why, then,
all of us would have gotten an even bigger
tax cut growth and stimulus subsidy.
Frelling trolls breaking the machinery of our government. To mis-quote a Funny Farm fave, Hannover Fist (from the movie
Heavy Metal):
Hanging’s
too good for them! Killing’s
too good for them! They ought to be cut up into pieces, and then buried alive!