From my Good friend Mike “Where’s My Bailout?” I’ll make this short and simple. I work my fucking ass off at a shit job making shit wages, just like most people. But now I’m getting my hours hacked because some jackass on Wall Street wanted to play Russian Roulette with our fucking economy. I’m skating by by the skin of my balls. And it’s not like I have a lot of shit either. I have rent, utilities, and a cell phone bill. Not a whole lot by today’s standards. And I know you know what I’m talking about. You’ve had to cut back. Some of you have been laid off. Or you have student loans to pay off for a degree you can’t even use because there are no fucking jobs. Or you’re stuck flipping burgers part-time at McDildos. We have a thousand different stories, but they all come down to the same question. Why the fuck are we giving trillions of dollars, fucking TRILLIONS, to the people that have just fucked us in the ass? Where the fuck is our bailout? Don’t we at least deserve a reach around here? Something? Anything? Instead, I’m getting that sickening feeling that all we’re gonna get from this economic collapse is a hot sticky wad in our shithole lives.