"I Am Done, I'll Not Vote Again" - One Middle-American Mom Rages At 'Real-Life Idiocracy'
Authored
by 'OHMama' via The Burning Platform blog,
I was born at the end of Gen X and the beginning
of the Millennial Generation, and grew up in a middle class town. Life was
good. Our home was modest but birthdays and Christmas were always generous, we
went on yearly vacations, had 2 cars, and there was enough money for me to take
dance classes and art lessons and be in Girl Scouts.
My 1940s born Dad raised me to be
patriotic and proud, to love the war bird airplanes of his era as much as he
does, and to respect our flag and our country as a sacred thing. I grew up
thinking that being an American was the greatest gift a person could have. I
grew up thinking that our country was as strong, and honest and true as my Dad.
I grew up thinking I was free.
As an adult, I have witnessed the world
I grew up in fall to ruin. I have watched as our
currency and our economy have been shamelessly corrupted beyond redemption.
Since we’ve been married, my husband and I TWICE had our meager investment
savings gutted by the market that we were told to invest in, now that pensions
no longer exist and we working stiffs are on our own. We will be working until
we die, because the Social Security we’ve been forced to pay into has also been
robbed from under us.
I have watched as our elected officials
enter Congress as ordinary folks and leaves as multi millionaires. I
have watched my blue collar husband get up at an ungodly hour every day and
come home with an aching back that we pray will hold out long enough to get him
to old age in one piece. Outside of shoes, socks and underwear, almost
everything my family wears was bought used. We’ve been on one vacation in 12
years.
We don’t have cell phones, or cable, or
any sort of streaming services, just a landline and internet. We hardly ever
eat out. Our house is 1400 square feet, no air conditioning. I cook from
scratch and I can and I garden and I raise chickens for eggs and meat and I
moonlight selling things on Etsy. Still it is barely enough to pay the bills
that go up every year while service quality and the longevity of goods goes
down. What I just described is the life you can live on 60K a year without
going into debt.
At last calculation, when you consider
all of the federal, state and local taxes plus registration and user fees,
Medicare and SS payroll taxes, almost a third of what my family earns is stolen
by the govt each year. What’s left doesn’t go far, just enough to cover the
basics and save a little for when the wolf howls at the door.
I watched as my family’s health
insurance was gutted and destroyed. Our private market insurance, which we had
to have because my husband’s employer is too small to have a group plan, was
made illegal. We were left with the option of either buying an Obamacare plan
with unaffordable deductibles and insanely ridiculous out of pocket maxes, or
paying the very gov’t that destroyed our healthcare a fine for not buying the
gov’t mandated plan that we cannot afford. We now have short term insurance
that isn’t really insurance at all, and I live in fear of one of us getting
injured or sick with anything I can’t fix from the medicine cabinet.
I have watched as education, which was
already sketchy when I was a kid, became an all out joke of wholly
unmathematical math, gold stars for all, and self-loathing anti-Americanism. My
family has taken an enormous financial hit as I stay home to home school our
child. At least she’ll be able to do old-fashioned math well enough to see how
much they are screwing her. A silver lining to every cloud, I guess.
I’ve sat by and held my tongue as I was
called deplorable and a bitter clinger and told that I didn’t build that. I’ve
been called a racist and a xenophobe and a chump and even an “ugly folk.” I’ve
been told that I have privilege, and that I have inherent bias because of my
skin color, and that my beloved husband and father are part of a
horrible patriarchy. Not one goddamn bit of that is true, but if I dare say
anything about it, it will be used as evidence of my racism and white
fragility.
Raised to be a Republican, I held my
nose and voted for Bush, the Texas-talking blue blood from Connecticut who lied
us into 2 wars and gave us the unpatriotic Patriot Act. I voted for McCain, the
sociopathic neocon songbird “hero” that torpedoed the attempt to kill the
Obamacare that’s killing my family financially. I held it again and voted for
Romney, the vulture capitalist skunk that masquerades as a Republican while
slithering over to the Democrat camp as often as they’ll tolerate his oily,
loathsome presence.
And I voted for Trump, who, if he did
nothing else, at least gave a resounding Bronx cheer to the richly deserving
smug hypocrites of DC. Thank you for that Mr. President, on behalf of all of us
nobodies. God bless you for it.
And now I have watched as people who
hate me and mine and call for our destruction blatantly and openly stole the
election and then gaslighted us and told us that it was honest and fair. I
am watching as the GOP does NOTHING about it. They’re probably relieved that
upstart Trump is gone so they can get back to their real jobs of lining their
pockets and running interference for their corporate masters. I am watching as
the media, in a manner that would make Stalin blush, is silencing anyone who
dares question the legitimacy of this farce they call democracy. I know, it’s a
republic, but I am so tired of explaining that to people I might as well give
in and join them in ignorance.
I will not vote again; they’ve
made it abundantly clear that my voice doesn’t matter. Whatever
irrational, suicidal lunacy the nanny states thinks is best is what I’ll get.
What it decided I need is a geriatric pedophile who shouldn’t be charged with
anything more rigorous than choosing between tapioca and rice pudding at the
old folks home, and a casting couch skank who rails against racism while being
a descendant of slave owners.
I’m free to dismember a baby in my womb
and kill it because “my body my choice”, but God help me if I won’t cover my
face with a germ laden Linus-worthy security blanket or refuse let them inject
genetically altering chemicals into my body or my child’s. I can be doxed,
fired, shunned and destroyed for daring to venture that there are only 2
genders as proven by DNA, but a disease with a 99+% survival rate for most
humans is a deadly pandemic worth murdering an economy over. Because
science. Idiocracy is real, and we are living it. Dr. Lexus would be an
improvement over Fauci.
I am done. Don’t
ask me to pledge to the flag, or salute the troops, or shoot fireworks on the
4th. It’s a sick, twisted, heartbreaking joke, this bloated, unrecognizable
corpse of a republic that once was ours.
I am not alone. Not sure how things
continue to function when millions of citizens no longer feel any loyalty to or
from the society they live in.
I was raised to be a lady, and ladies
don’t curse, but fuck these motherfuckers to hell and back for what they’ve
done to me, and mine, and my country. All we Joe Blow Americans ever
wanted was a little patch of land to raise a family, a job to pay the bills,
and at least some illusion of freedom, and even that was too much for these
human parasites. They want it all, mind, body and soul. Damn them.
Damn them all.
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