Saturday, September 18, 2010
Yo Wud Up? Back At It, But Can't Cut It!
I am going through a massive financial re-organization designed to free me from the mountain of debt that I have serviced for 20 years. How I acheived this position is none of your damn business--unless you really want to know--but you must ask nicely--as Nicholson said to Cruz in a "Few Good Men". In short--I got there the same way you did! If you are not there yet--then you will be there soon. This is another way of saying that bankruptacy and forclosure are my bed fellows. Yes I am a failure, I could not cut it, I am now stigmatized, a looser, can't even spell, I suck, I am cast out, thrown in the pile where all things end. God--it feels soooo good! Only in America! Chapter 7 and forclosure are so sweet. You should try them. You will feel better--I promise.
It helps to be 64, on Social Security, close to Medicare, and not giver a damn about your f....ing credit score. After a year or so of study about the banking system in America, about credit card ethics, about government bailouts, about my out of control spending and self-indulgence--I decided it was time to act so........
I can make six figures at will so money is not the problem. The problem is how I will handle all of this new found freedom from debt--this deliverance from the norms, morees, and aceptances that drive the American Dream. Should I just play golf, watch TV and die? I have always wanted to live on the streets--so this may be my chance. Maybe I should pass out bibles in Iran--that's it!
OK, OK--I am OK!--OK?
What I do know is that many of you are in the same crapper. So follow your leader as he goes green, goes local, goes organic, goes slim--as he paints masterpieces and gives them away--as he moons the system and tumbles into the sunset never to be seen or heard or thought of again by the collective. Come on! Who loves ya? I'm back? Ya missed me didn't ya? Always, Don