My Bumper Sticker Collection: Part 2

The above may well be my all time favorite tea bagging, wing-nut bumper sticker.

Not only is it an entire manifesto crammed onto one 3x10 inch sticker, it is attached to the bumper of the pick-up truck (yes, another truck) that belongs to my next door neighbor. My neighbors are really sweet people. But, kinda clueless. You see, he makes his living mowing lawns, and she is a former public (yes, public) school teacher who is currently collecting a permanent disability check from, you know, the government.

Damn socialists!

Pardon the Delay.....

Your old Uncle Curmudgeon has spent a good chunk of the evening writing about his observations concerning "the wealth gap" and has realized that "Part 2" isn't even close to being ready to be posted. Hopefully, by tomorrow night, I'll have that ready.

Until then, I will look through my archives for another bumper sticker for your entertainment. I will post that shortly.

My Bumper Sticker Collection: Part One

A short post for tonight, while The Blog drinks unwinds after a long, stressful day.

I collect really absurdly moronic right-wing bumper stickers that I run across from time to time. The above is attached to a truck (they are almost always on trucks) that is regularly parked a block from my house. From the first time I saw it, I have wanted to take a picture of it. By a strange twist of fate, I discovered the truck parked three spaces down from me at the hospital this afternoon.

(One hopes that he, or his loved one, who is in the hospital has good insurance coverage. Otherwise, he or his loved one will be getting treatment at the expense of those of us that do have coverage. But, I digress....)

Ya gotta love a sticker that is "glass hammer" stupid on more than one level!

First, this is a classic example of "Obama Derangement Syndrome." This tea bagger hates all the awful things that he imagines in his fevered, paranoid brain that Obama has "done to" America. You know, like pulling the country back from the brink of a new "Great Depression," jump starting the auto industry, lowering the unemployment rate, providing health insurance for the uninsured and generally fucking up the country.

Second, this guy remembers George W. Bush as a really awesome president.

Finally, he demonstrates his keen understanding of The Constitution's Twenty-second Amendment.

My thoughts are with him and/or his loved one. Spending time in the hospital sucks for the patient and his/her family.

I hope that the brain damage is reversible.

Update

Crisis averted for now. All is peaceful. Grateful for the doctors and staff at Torrance Memorial Hospital and for halfway decent health insurance.

I'm a Tease!

I know that I promised to post entertaining and insightful commentary about the wealth gap tonight.

Unfortunately, an unscheduled crisis has arisen that requires me to put my mind to work on important but mundane tasks that force me to pass on tonight's entry.

The blog will (probably) resume it's regular function of serving up snarky outrage on Saturday night.

See you then!

Observations About Wealth: Part One

"Let me tell you about the very rich. They are different from you and me."
                                                              -- F. Scott Fitzgerald "The Rich Boy" (1926), paragraph 3


Wealth.

The Curmudgeon has nothing against it. In fact he endeavors to collect as much of his own as he can.

But, current events and topics... the growing wealth gap, the 1%, record corporate profits and stagnating employee compensation, the unfolding story of Mitt Romney's plans to replace his 3,000 sq. ft., La Jolla, California mansion with an 11,000 sq. ft. estate, complete with a basement that is larger than the living quarters of The White House and a garage with elevators for his cars, combined with The Blog's own up close observations of the lifestyles of the... well... you know, has got me thinking about the disparity and disconnect between the obscenely wealthy and the average, middle class, working stiff.

It's all a little more complicated than an "Occupy" mentality. So it will take a couple of nights for me to sort it all out.

Stay tuned!

Stress!!!!!!!

The Curmudgeon is back, almost.

If you read my last non-post, you know that things weren't going so well in The Blog household. The good news is that no hospital visits were required. The bad news is that I reached a point that left me too stressed out to write anything nasty on the blog for a couple of days. I did, however, manage to write something nasty on my Facebook status that had me apologizing to loved ones for the next 48 hours.

But, things are returning to normal. Or, what passes for normal around here.

I'm sure that by this time tomorrow night, I will have something snarky to say about The United States Supreme Court, the Treyvon Martin case, or the egregious use of quotation marks and apostrophes in public sign-age.

Stay tuned.

(By the way... You may notice that I am keeping the ironic, third party self reference to a minimum. I heard a radio guy today who referred to himself in the third person through the entire show. By the end of the first half hour, I wanted to reach into the radio and shake it right out of him!!!!! Okay, so maybe I am still a little stressed!)