Shake, shake ya love
“Red Bull tastes like very sweet, very pink ass.”
–Michael Ian Black (<==I want to have his children), “I Love the ‘90s: 1998”
What is it about the rain that makes you feel like a pussy if you put up your umbrella too soon?
What is it about the mail that makes it something you love as a kid (birthday cards, Christmas cards) and loathe as an adult (bills, bills, bills)?
What is it about drama that makes it just as common on the TV screen as in the political arena?
Case in point: They’re “launching an investigation” (okay, Sherlock…) into salaries given to top-level staff and faculty at the University of California for the past ten years. We’re talking about professors, doctors, and salaried departmental heads who work far over forty hours a week to further the higher education and health of others.
Lemme ‘splain somethin’, jackass. These people are not the enemy. Your outrage is sorely misdirected. I don’t mean to suggest that the top echelons of UC’s power structure have always acted in completely innocence. But that’s nothing compared to the everyday insidious dark mongering that goes on in the Morodor of corporate- and political America (sorry—the “Lord of the Ring” trilogy was literally on non-stop over the weekend…). UC may be a public institution, but as a former UC student and current student loan debtor, I can assure it is student tuition and not public funding that keeps UC’s financial bloodline flowin’.
If you’re looking for a scapegoat for our collective economic sorespot, let’s take a gander at how much we’re forced to pay in federal taxes to fund salaries for certain loathsome congressman and to pay for a war we do not support. Think about how that trickles down into healthcare costs courtesy of the tobacco and fast food industries and the poisonous products they produce.
So California got itself into a financial fuck up with this big ass debt. Don’t blame the worker ants by targeting state employees. Head straight for the hive by trimming the six-digit incomes of the government’s top brass. Isn’t it their job to make sure the budget is balanced properly? I certainly don’t recall being personally consulted on passing any measure or law that would catapult is so far into the red. But I have noticed a third of my paycheck goes missing every month to fund Mr. Senator’s coke and hooker habit. So pay for your own ho’s and blow, muthafucka, and let a brotha live, shoot.
If a cashier comes up short at the end of the day, it comes out of their pay. If the state budget comes out fucked up in the end. it should come out of the congressman’s salary.
Sure sounds fair to me.
