Ok, I am assuming we all are aware of the story of the prodigal son, and I am willing to bet weâ€™ve all spent some time thinking about the other son.
Well, thatâ€™s me. Iâ€™m him.
It drives me crazy that the government is bailing out my brothers and sisters, when I have busted my but working hard and made huge sacrifices so I could keep food on the table and a roof over our heads. I didnâ€™t follow my dreams. I took a practical job. I didnâ€™t go on vacation, but instead I paid the mortgage. I drive an economy car. I bought the cheapest house we looked at. I eat beans and rice from the food storage when times are tough. Iâ€™ve never had cable, and my TV is over a decade old.
So yeah, Iâ€™m pissed about all these bailouts. Why the crap do we keep perpetuating the problems of our society by sustaining it. I was here when all the Katrina people got off the bus and we had to confiscate all the guns they brought. I was here when they were given $500 check cards and 30 minutes later we were having arrests a block away as they tried to trade them for crack.
I read the headlines about AIG and Ford and about people who bought too much house and are mad because the economy is bad and they want to keep their house. And It just drives me crazy.
But I know I am wrong. I know I should think: “If I have, I will giveâ€ and should rejoice in my prodigal brotherâ€™s survival. But I just don’t believe that what we are giving is helping. “Prodigal” was a ungrateful moron yesterday, and he’s still gonna be that way tomorrow. All we’ve done is help him not learn and continue to survive without learning.
So how do I change? How do I not be the other brother? What helps you deal with an unfair world?