American Kid
2nd October 2002, 02:54
Good evening.
Tonight, before you click the light off and say your prayers ( *wink* ) thank your Lord and Savior you're not living in MA. And at that, that you're not living in MA and a senior citizen, or poor, or a janitor. Because if you are, you're fucked.
And then from stage left we bring in (ACTING!!!) Governor of the Commonwealth of MA, Jane Swift.
Neon sign reads:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!APPLAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
However:
...............................*crickets*
Mmm, tragic. Poor Jane loses out on the oppertunity to bask in the loving, warm glow of an adoring audience, as, thanks to a logistical error, the crowd has accidently been filled, to the last seat, with members of blue-collar, working-class families who may no longer recieve day care vouchers through a program that already has a waiting list of 18, 000 kids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that's a quote from today's Boston Herald.
Also in attendence, stone-faced, btw, are Senior Citizen recipients of the Prescription Advantage Program, which provide cheaper drugs to seniors. Apperently the threat of boycotting and/or dishonoring this system by the three largest pharmacy chains in the state didn't put the fear of God in them, quite enough.
...................................Let me explain what's happening. This is the situation, guys: My beloved home, the state of MA (Kennedy country) is in a sort of crisis. And that's being MILD. Unfortunately, yes, unfortunately, unfortunately, unfortunately, first quarters revenue figures have come in, and they're not good, kids. It's about 47 million dollars, against a deficit of about 350 million. State budget-writers "over-banked" a quick economic turnaround, which they "thought" would've happened by now.
Sort of like the Red Sox, who we all thought would be in the playoffs, too. God bless the commonwealth.
Jane's "crackerjack" solution is cuts, cuts, cuts. And guess who's bleeding?
Health and Human Services.
Instead of the bright, rosy forecast made by the state's financial peeps, we've lost 66, 000 jobs. Leaders from various sectors have informed our friend Jane, that her prayers for some miraculous recovery seem to have fallen on deaf ears. Or, to paraphrase Ben Affleck in Dogma, "Maybe he's just stopped listening."
Yesterday Fidelity Investments announced it's going to give walking papers to 5 percent of it's people. 1,700 hundred of them.
Boston city janitors, 10,000 of them, are on strike because their cock-sucker bosses can't spare enough cheese to provide them proper healthcare. In turn, they're threatening allowing downtown to become a rat-infested kennel. I say, "Rock and roll." Hell, I don't care. I live on the Cape :)
People here often inquire about my political beliefs. Usually I respond I'm a "centrist". About that, these days, I'm not so sure.
One thing is for sure, I am no revolutionary. As I've told my friend (!) Punkrawker677 many times, I believe the system's fucked, but it can be fixed. It doesn't need to be replaced. However, on some issues I am, no doubt, shoulder-to-shoulder with the majority of you guys. For some of the hardliners (including Punkrawker), that's still not seen as good enough. I understand that.
But that's just how it is.
Finally, though, if any of you guys are dying to go to someone's private residence, like a real, real, REAL dirtbag piece of shit, and throw red paint on them as they venture out in their pajamas early in the morning for their paper, I suggest to you a gentleman named Kevin Sullivan.
That's, KEVIN SULLIVAN. He's Swift's Finance Secretary. This is his quote in today's Herald in response to all this fucking nonsense:
"It's time to take some castor oil here............"
Go get 'im, boys. Go get 'im.
-The AK
Tonight, before you click the light off and say your prayers ( *wink* ) thank your Lord and Savior you're not living in MA. And at that, that you're not living in MA and a senior citizen, or poor, or a janitor. Because if you are, you're fucked.
And then from stage left we bring in (ACTING!!!) Governor of the Commonwealth of MA, Jane Swift.
Neon sign reads:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!APPLAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
However:
...............................*crickets*
Mmm, tragic. Poor Jane loses out on the oppertunity to bask in the loving, warm glow of an adoring audience, as, thanks to a logistical error, the crowd has accidently been filled, to the last seat, with members of blue-collar, working-class families who may no longer recieve day care vouchers through a program that already has a waiting list of 18, 000 kids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that's a quote from today's Boston Herald.
Also in attendence, stone-faced, btw, are Senior Citizen recipients of the Prescription Advantage Program, which provide cheaper drugs to seniors. Apperently the threat of boycotting and/or dishonoring this system by the three largest pharmacy chains in the state didn't put the fear of God in them, quite enough.
...................................Let me explain what's happening. This is the situation, guys: My beloved home, the state of MA (Kennedy country) is in a sort of crisis. And that's being MILD. Unfortunately, yes, unfortunately, unfortunately, unfortunately, first quarters revenue figures have come in, and they're not good, kids. It's about 47 million dollars, against a deficit of about 350 million. State budget-writers "over-banked" a quick economic turnaround, which they "thought" would've happened by now.
Sort of like the Red Sox, who we all thought would be in the playoffs, too. God bless the commonwealth.
Jane's "crackerjack" solution is cuts, cuts, cuts. And guess who's bleeding?
Health and Human Services.
Instead of the bright, rosy forecast made by the state's financial peeps, we've lost 66, 000 jobs. Leaders from various sectors have informed our friend Jane, that her prayers for some miraculous recovery seem to have fallen on deaf ears. Or, to paraphrase Ben Affleck in Dogma, "Maybe he's just stopped listening."
Yesterday Fidelity Investments announced it's going to give walking papers to 5 percent of it's people. 1,700 hundred of them.
Boston city janitors, 10,000 of them, are on strike because their cock-sucker bosses can't spare enough cheese to provide them proper healthcare. In turn, they're threatening allowing downtown to become a rat-infested kennel. I say, "Rock and roll." Hell, I don't care. I live on the Cape :)
People here often inquire about my political beliefs. Usually I respond I'm a "centrist". About that, these days, I'm not so sure.
One thing is for sure, I am no revolutionary. As I've told my friend (!) Punkrawker677 many times, I believe the system's fucked, but it can be fixed. It doesn't need to be replaced. However, on some issues I am, no doubt, shoulder-to-shoulder with the majority of you guys. For some of the hardliners (including Punkrawker), that's still not seen as good enough. I understand that.
But that's just how it is.
Finally, though, if any of you guys are dying to go to someone's private residence, like a real, real, REAL dirtbag piece of shit, and throw red paint on them as they venture out in their pajamas early in the morning for their paper, I suggest to you a gentleman named Kevin Sullivan.
That's, KEVIN SULLIVAN. He's Swift's Finance Secretary. This is his quote in today's Herald in response to all this fucking nonsense:
"It's time to take some castor oil here............"
Go get 'im, boys. Go get 'im.
-The AK