Jesus, I wish I could put my soap box away for good on this blog. But some events overwhelm me with frickin' frustration. So let me make this short.
My buddy, Ed, called me today from Chico, California where he was couch surfing that landed him on dry land where he needs to make rent in some hippie commune. Ed's not a hippy commune kind of guy. But that's as cheap as rent can get without living in some inner city war zone. Oh yeah, Barack. Quit dickin' around and make some real frickin' change.
Ed couldn't make a go of it earning a living in Seattle doing acupuncture even though he is a great caring healer getting great results. See my 2 Youtube videos ,if you don't believe me. They are no a frickin' infomercial. Oh yeah, in case I forget. Barack quit dickin' around in the White House. We need a major shake up including in health care. Not the nonsense that you passed, that you're spinning as a Holy Grail. Jesus. Use your God given gifts to inspire to change things, instead of being an overly pragmatic politician. Shit I'm pissed. Of course, Ed ain't making shit cleaning apartments, not when there are illegal immigrant competing for the same low paying job. My heart is breaking a few hours ago talking to Ed.
