Last week, I was in an airport gift shop in Flori-duh and overheard an interesting conversation. I was initially only interested because the blonde-twenty-something-airport-worker-bimbo was quite easy on the eye. Yes, I’m male. And hetero. But let’s move on.

Then a terrible thing happened. She opened her mouth.

As I was leaving the gift shop with my copy of Swank™, I said to myself, “Self, this chick is not unique. There are far too many irresponsible dumbasses with too much credit, just like her. She doesn’t deserve a credit-card bailout any more than the rest of the irresponsible lenders and borrowers who have given the Feds an excuse to take more money and power from the taxpayers.”

Then, after the Senate passed its shit sandwich last night, I realized that the Feds are simply rolling our multi-trillion-dollar debt over to yet another credit card. One for which my grandchildren will be on the hook.

It’s a damn good thing I’m not a conspiracy-theorist or I might be tempted to think that this whole government-mandated-lending-to-deadbeats-to-bring-down-capitalism-and-centralize-a-new-socialist-economy thing might have legs.

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1. I feel like I’m living in an Ayn Rand novel.

   comment by michele — Thursday, October 2, 2008 @ 12:46 pm

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