Angry thoughts went through my head as I signed my tax check to Illinois. We don’t have a budget. Legalizing marijuana is seriously being considered to bring in more revenue that will be an excuse to spend more. Every taxpaying 401(k) employee in the state owns a share of our enormous public pension debt.
Like many ordinary people there is nothing different or special about me. I’m white. My parents aren’t immigrants. Neither am I. The gender I was born with is the one I’ll stick to. I’m straight. My job does not make me rich but I don’t make minimum wage, either.
Democrats won’t see the humor in a big U.S. auto manufacturer hanging up plans for production in Mexico. They won’t admit that they have already handed us the solution to manufacturers leaving the U.S. for cheap labor elsewhere. Cheap labor is already here.
How does it feel to live your life as the punchline of a bad joke? Working class Americans can answer that. They listen to the same joke and the same promises every four years even though everyone knows the truth: the working class must fail so others can prosper.
Every time we choose a new president we decide our nation’s future, or at least that’s what we are told. It’s almost never true. Even the brashest, most out of control presidential act can be stopped dead in its tracks by a simple court decision.