Obama's Night On The Town

I am absolutely fuming. I can hardly write, but hey, at least this got me to actually write something.

OK I am an out of work clerical worker and have been out of work for a number of months now. That’s me. That’s where I’m at. That is my life, and I will be OK. I state this not so you will feel sorry for me, but to have a starting point for my argument.

Believe it or not what someone else does or doesn’t do with their money has nothing to do with me. It doesn’t affect me and my life.

What I mean by this is someone else’s status – job, money, station in life has nothing to do with me. I would not want someone liking me or disliking me for what I have or do not have so how can I do likewise judge someone else?

WHAT PEOPLE DO WITH THEIR MONEY IS THEIR BUSINESS!

Now to the Obama’s. He took his wife out for dinner and a show. Oh, my God, all republicans gather round, “How can we make this look bad?” Hurry, Obama shouldn’t be able to have a life while he’s President, have other President’s been able to do this? Quick, check with Rush.” Are you kidding me? How many republicans went out this weekend, is anybody keeping track? Oh, that’s right nobody cares.

Even if you’re not rich, how many of you went out for burgers, a pizza? Shame on you, don’t you know there are people out there who couldn’t go to fast food this weekend?

Is that how you live your life? Wait and see what everybody else is doing and what everybody else thinks you should do, where you should go, how you should react.

Well, I got that off my chest. Now its time to go to the President’s site and let him know that it’s OK with me that he took his wife out to dinner even though I don’t have a job.

Oh, listen how that sounds, that’s what the other sides sounds like. Children, desperate children.