I don’t know what happened when I turned 50. Right after I turned 50, something very David Lynch happened to both America and myself: The funhouse reflection we used to see in satire became the reality and, for a lot of people, myself included, just reaching the poverty level itself became less of a goal and more of a pipe dream.
Suddenly, money is allergic to me.
Whether as an unemployed worker unfairly thrown out on the street when his embezzling right wing boss had to lay off people or as a damned talented novelist, the entire planet earth seems to be saying to me, “You don’t deserve money even if you’re willing to work for it.”
Just die so I can continue evolving, it seems to say.
All the money it seems, gravitates to the stupidest and most incompetent, the same people who until fairly recently would be relegated to ridicule and obscurity for tripping on the lowest rungs of the ladder of success, people who made a mockery of the Peter Principle on account of failing so soon after their ascent.
Wealth as a reward for notoriety
And did you hear? At the other end of the spectrum while this blogger is wondering when he’s going to see another dollar?
Well, it seems the BIG story today is about some spray painting (the article calls it “spay painting” – maybe it is a new way to neuter your pet) – on the gates of one of the wealthiest gated communities near SF.
And the local police said “hey, slogans like “f*** the 1%” – sounds like something somebody in Occupy Wall Street might say, so let’s notify the FBI because we know the FBI likes to investigate anything about OWS”.
http://www.cnbc.com/id/101444042
Oh, and the local very wealthy populace was warned about some steps they should take to isolate themselves further from poor slobs.
Excerpt –
“…The Atherton Police advised locals to “keep your property gates closed, your house doors and windows secured, your exterior lights on during hours of darkness, and your vehicles locked with no valuables kept inside the passenger compartment. Also, make sure to use your home security system on a regular basis… ”
That’ll take care of those unwashed bums.
My God, has it come to this that the better classes and the job creators among us have to put up with this??? Had it not been for this distraction, I’m sure the 1% would have created 5,000,000 jobs today. But now this (sigh).
Note to the 1% – Be glad they only came with cans of spray paint. Or spay paint. As you like.
Yes. Plutocrats. Everyone outside your door envies you, hates you, wants to kill you. The slavering zombie hoard is waiting to pounce. The monster you created is now loose in the land. Keep the kids home from school, stay inside, barricade yourselves. Keep the lights out, don’t answer the phone, don’t call out, keep away from the windows. Oh, and have fun counting all your money.