It has long been His Imperial Majesty’s custom to hail Labor Day as “the day we celebrate labor by refusing to do any.”
No longer. After 5 years of NuMerikan Obamunism, it has become the day when millions upon millions of Americans, more with every passing year of this Reign of Error, sit down and pray that they might one day actually, once again, find themselves with an actual job.
Those of us with jobs know that it’s probably just a matter of time before we don’t have any, and those without are increasingly giving up on ever finding one. The latter are then no longer counted as “unemployed”, of course, which leads to the DNCMedia proclaiming that unemployment has “dropped.”
You can say a lot about the liars of the old Soviet Union and their propaganda broadsheets, but at least they tried to make it appear as if they weren’t full of shit.
So let’s those of us who have a job still celebrate that we have something to take a day off from, and let us resolve to do anything, anything we possibly can, to fight alongside our not so fortunate brothers and sisters so that we all might one day live in America that Was again.
Oh, and an open letter from somebody who knows better than most what a “blessing” it is to live in the USSA:
Mr. President;
I hope your vacation is going well and the weather is providing you a period of rest and rejuvenation from all the golf and vacationing that has been wearing you down in this, your second term.
You will excuse me if I sound a bit cynical and a touch sarcastic. It’s just that, well…I am.
You see Mr. President, three days ago I was informed that a job I had been offered only a week before, has been withdrawn. The company decided to freeze hiring for the foreseeable future. Part of their reasoning was the rising cost of healthcare, making it unaffordable for them to provide. This unaffordable-ness came as a result of your “Affordable Care Act.”
Five years ago I might have smiled at the irony of those words. But I’m not smiling.
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