Memo To All You Academics Who So Passionately Supported Obama In 08 and 12: You Are About To Be Rewarded For Your Loyalty

Adjuncts and grad students will see their hours significantly cut in order to avoid creeping up against the 30-hour-per week definition of Full-Time Employment under ObamaCare. 

No health insurance for you, and your income just got slashed.

Suckaaaaahs!!!

In the meantime, this is the year that Mr and Mrs OS, who are self-employed and in very good health, have seen their health-insurance premium (for very modest coverage) exceed their mortgage payment. And taxes are rising simultaneously.

We told you so, over and over and over, and you called us 'racist' and worse.

Don't blame us, you nit-wits.

Take a long look in the mirror, and contemplate what has befallen you, your families, your neighborhoods and the world at large. Look at the bodies stacking up from Northern Africa to the Turkish border, the 16+% unemployment rate amongst youth in this nation, the 26% ACT 'ready-for-college' pass rate amongst high-school seniors, and ask yourself if you chose wisely, and why you continue down this path, and where it might lead.

Chickens do come home to roost...this time in your 'hood.

You Buy, We Fry

OS was minding his own business, pumping gas at the local village station, when the sign caught his eye: You Buy, We Fry.

In other words, if you are on Food Stamps (err..SNAP) or any of the other forms of direct cash assistance from the feds, all you need do to have your own big ole' bucket of fresh fried chicken is swipe that there card right 'chere, ya'll.

Easy. Peasy. 

It's a SNAP!

Now, Mr and Mrs OS are blessed beyond measure to be able to work at what they love, with people they like, and make a modest living at it. He can't imagine life caught in the Perdition of welfare dependency,  and prays daily for wisdom and strength to make good decisions and to abhor laziness and greed.

But, still...this has been the Summer of Bleeding Money at Casa OS. Life has intervened, and precious cash reserves have had to be called upon to do some utterly necessary things, like repair roofs, replace autos, service calls on appliances, travel for family funerals, etc. Every dollar counts, and several items on the 'Wish-But-Damn-Close-To-Vital' list have been deferred.

It is disheartening to see this displayed in the store window. OS and Mrs. OS and all our friends who work harder and harder for less are paying for that bucket of chicken to be fried up for someone else, who likely voted to keep that fryer going at our expense.

It's as if the sign should read: They Buy, We Fry.

Or: We Buy, They Fry.

Or: We Buy, They Consume, we get to cook our chicken ourselves.

Or: We borrow from the Chinese, They Fry, They Consume, our children to pay the Chinese back with interest.

Well, then. On we go. Must get work done, taxes paid, and run to the grocery to buy something to put in the oven for dinner tonight. Mrs. OS and YoungerChild OS will be working until late this evening.

They won't be stopping at a gas station for a bucket of chicken bought by the taxpayer....