Aunty is feelin' stern today.
The housin' an' mortgage crisis is enough to sour anybody's stomach, ain't it?
Here's the thing:
Havin' yore own house or condo ain't a Universal Human Right. Neither is a collich edoocation.
These thangs is stuff ya should EXPECT will take hard work and sacrifice.
But we's had too many years of politicians on BOTH sides of the aisle that led us'uns to think that somehow the right to a Ph.D and a 4/2.5 ranch in suburbia is in the Bill of Rights.
An ya'll, this OUR OWN fault. Yeah yeah, I know, the politicians LIED to us, and they's scoundrels and they's fat cats who cheated and stole us blind.
But we let 'em.
They tickled our ears wif' what we wanted to hear on our pet issues so we pulled a lever and set them up in office to do us harm.
They bought yore votes wif' promises to give ya' what ya' "deserve" din't they?
Looky, ya doan "deserve" no house. Nobody "deserves" college. Ya' EARN those thangs, folks. Affirmative action housin' was an ideology, folks, not a fiscal theory.
This here is true: city wants builders to build "affordable" housing. City will donate land (that it stole from landowners by condemnation) and "qualify" affirmative action home buyers wif federal gubmint grans (thas' YORE tax money) .
Builders submit house plans. City rejects plans because the plans only have one car garages.
Ya'll git that?????
Well, blow me down, the "poor" who "need" affordable houses cain't be expected to live in no shack wif jes' a one car garage, doan'cha know.
Nobody "deserves" automatic career advancement when they's doin' a lousy job, but gubmint hounds employers into promotin' on criteria other than merit...thas' all donkey doo doo. We worriet about people havin' a "right" to come to work dressed like a escapee from the freak show, an' din't care if this clown made sales drop cause customers doan wanna eat food cooked or served by revolting lookin' clowns, an' a small bidness takes a hit, mebbe goes down the drain.
In case I ain't made it clear, we sold ourselves to sweet talkin' snake oil salespeople who took us fer the suckers we is. We wanted easy street, we wanted "our" cause to get breaks and perks, we demanded the gubmint solve local problems...oh we was sittin' ducks, an' the played us like fiddles. Classic sales technique: sell a vision that the buyer wants (nevermind the reality)
We jes' all hoped that when the bill came due our own thang was secure and to heck with the old idea of the "common good".
So folks, next time a hayseed says "vote fer me" cause what I promise is to keep missles outa yore hair, but you will have to do the rest---you'll have to work hard, save yore money, go to night school, pay back yore tuition loans, make do wif' jes 2 TVs, grow a garden, pay yore own doctor and hep yore neighbor...ya'll vote fer that fella, ya' hear?