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Saturday, July 16, 2011
MY STUDENT LOAN DEBT HAS PASSED 300K
*UPDATE: Tuesday July 19th--
I am still unable to post comments and will have to add them in the body of my post for now.
Hopefully I will have another PC going by this Friday.
Slept over 11 hours last night, and feel and look much better. Not so haggard and wiped out. No beer, and I plan to keep it that way for quite a while.
It's the old chicken and egg thing as in: What comes first? The Student Loan or the Drinking?
Kind of like the difference bewteen a bird with one wing and a bird with two: it is a matter of a pinion, and therefore, everybody will have their own opinion with respect to Student Loans and how they tie in with too much drinking and/or substance abuse.
Make no mistake though, and for what it is worth, my hopeless Student Loan has depressed and stressed the ever living shit out of me for the last 14 or so years, and my ex-wife was also very worried about the debt while we were married, and kept asking in so many words: If a Cruise Missle or a Daisy Cutter Bunker Buster Bomb for Iraq costs a million dollars, why can't they forgive a 150K Student Loan Debt?
In addition, and just for fun, ask yourself: How many despairing drunks has Al Lord of Sallie Mae put behind the wheel of an automobile so far? (Yes, I'm laying that one at Al Lord's door).
So I will be back by the weekend hopefully with a new poem about Mick Jagger The Wall Street Lick Spittle and the Corporate Toadie (Just ask his Roadie) and I think Ann Coulter will laugh at the poem (She has a beautiful laugh and smile BTW) even if me Lady Ann won't agree with the entire message contained in the poem.
It is all part of my effort to express how the current American Society rewards all the garbage with preposterous wealth (Ozzie Osbourne the Creep, Mick Jagger the Bully etc) and severely punishes the educated class with deep debt for life.
Oh! That's an extreme and exaggerated view you say?
Maybe. Maybe so, but it is all in the name of Satire, and therefore no one should get offended.
After that post I will Post one called: "Jeter got 3000 hits. Who gives a Shit?"
As in, Baseball is only a fucking game, and this tattooed garbage can scratch off lottery ticket culture society is Fucking Insane!
And then I conclude with the late Professor Allan Bloom again, and a lovely portrait of the ever Lovely, Lovely Alexis De Tocqueville (and in that sense Ann, the French are A-OK)
Also, Ann, what you say about Mcarthy is very interesting (in one of your books). I never knew much at all about that period, although I have heard the term: "Mcarthyism" used often enough. It never meant much to me.
Anyway, I'm out the door and it is going to be friggin' HOT today. I drank over a gallon of water yesterday. But maybe that was good because it flushed out the beer and the toxins etc.
And here is the one about Ozzy Osbourne The Creep (Yeah Baby!)
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This is a quick Post.
A person is rebuilding a PC for me with a new hard drive and with some better virus protection software etc.
When I finally do get it (sometime next week hopefully) I will be able to follow and Post somewhat more regularly. It is a busy summer, after all, and I am crashing here and there with Shane as I work etc etc.
Anyway, my SL debt is now past 300K, and I am really, really fucking upset and fucking depressed for sure, as in go out ad get drunk and jump out a window or blow my fucking brains out or whatever the fuck
fuck
FUCK!
FUCK!
I will scan and post the lovely US Dept. of ED. statement of my loan balance when I am up and running again.
The fucking loan has gone from 210K in 2008 to 300K now.
Holy! Holy! FUCKING SHIT BATMAN!
Sorry, I gotta go now. Tonight will be fun. Budweiser tall boys, and some Country and Western Music while I jerk off and dream about living my life over.
I will catch all of you magnificent bastards in Hell.
So here's a toast
to Sallie Mae!
and every bleedin' yutz.
Learn a trade,
you'll have it made,
you deaf, dumb and blind kid,
PUTZ!
Do not, NOT, NOT NOT go to Law School.
Dear God.