What a shocking concept in a democracy. Now that the middle class has been carrying the rich (it was OUR tax dollars that bailed them out, not theirs) to the point where one in seven of us now meets poverty guidelines, asking those who have too much to pay a little more is met with outrage. Baby boomers can't retire, but who cares? America used to be a democracy, but now it's home to fat rich guys. I guess the rest of us are their servants.
No wonder Jane of the Jungle told her creditors to put their bills where the sun don't shine. Personally I pay my bills, but I haven't been bankrupted by medical bills yet. If that ever happens, I'm going to pull a Jane, you can count on it.
"How it happened: my husband had died after
a long illness that sucked the life out of him with a leech's determination and shredded my heart as I watched. I was drowning in his medical bills and couldn’t pay the mortgage. So one day I just up and quit my emergency nursing job and wrote several letters: one, to the bank thanking them for the house and giving it back to them, one to the bill collectors suggesting they put the bills in their collective rectum, and one to my priest asking him to pray for my rebel soul and vote democrat in the next election. Then I hit the road in a converted tour bus."
Sometimes I get nervous, that I won't make it financially, and will have to pull a Jane. That's hard when you're married. But if someone has a better idea, let me know!