May 5, 2004
Sympathy is not in my Nature
I see they are running commercials now to show the old fucks how to use their prescription cards. I wish someone would give ME free drugs.
Alas, upon retirement the Greatest Generation became the Greediest Generation. The LAST generation to see a real and full retirement, as my friend Michele reminds me, and the last generation to actually see a return on their Social Security input.
I figure roughly 70% of the country's personal wealth is in the hands of the over 55 demographic, and they are sucking us dry to pay for their drugs, and their Social Security welfare, and their discounts on joe at MacDonald's like we're lined with money.
I say fuck these graspers. They have their nut. Leave mine alone. Oh, and I'm sorry if you don't consider yourself valuable to society anymore. Guess what? I don't either. Too bad they don't have ice floes here in Florida, because I would likely load your sorry asses up, give you 5 pounds of seal blubber and a cyanide capsule, and personally kick your asses into Valhalla.
You should be ashamed of yourselves. Shaking us down like that. But you can afford great lobbyists, can't you? And you certainly make for great copy as you wheel in one of your ilk on an oxygen mask at the latest congressional hearing on the urgent and pressing matter of fucking over Velociman.
It's our generation's fault, in a way. We middle-agers feel guilty, and want to pay you back for all the shit we got away with 30 years ago. Just remember, however: guilt is a shallow thing, and we do this out of obligation, nothing more, and our kids still think you smell funny. So there.
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