I guess it is amazing to the the Cantor types that after 30 years of class warfare, the peasants are starting to wake up that hey, my life isn't better. My life sucks compared to my folks at my age. Hell, my life sucks compared to my grandparents and great grandparents -- they at least had chickens, didn't they...all I've got is an underwater mortgage, a Korean car and tons of student debt with no job and no liklihood of every getting a decent one. What the hell...
I have to admit that I've been watching this "occupy" thing with a certain degree of "Oh man, not again." I mentioned to Mrs AXE while we were watching the riot on Wall Street that being in these things were very scarey things indeed. Mrs. AXE was surprised that at one point in my life I might have been in a riot. She's only known me for 37 years, but I guess she doesn't listen. The use of the pepper spray that I've seen is stupid tactically, and the way the nightsticks are being used by the supervisors makes me wonder about what the hell is bothering those guys? I know the price of donuts has gone up, but come on...
Back to Cantor, my second least favorite human being in government after Mitch McConnell. Seeing Cantor at any time brings out my inner-Delta and makes me want to just squeeze his littel Greg Marmalard-y neck until his head pops like Belushi's mouth in Animal House. Absurd, really, but I suspect that he's just that kind of guy...or, he may have been the smirking asshole standing off to the side being Eddie Haskell. Who, of course, was really Greg Marmalard. Or, Eric Cantor.
However, thinking about this, I have to say that I think that Cantor and the other folks concerned about mobs in the street and the guillotines being set up in the near future on the corners of Broadway and Wall don't get it, but viscerally fear the results of their mean-spirited, greedy and short sighted approach to doing business in government and in business. Eric Cantor is the poster boy for the Republican Mr. Jones of 2011, walking into the room with the pencil in his hand...
i went to the same school as patrick. i remeber those girls from my school who wrote in. they were white trash...i always felt so bad for them.
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