Saturday, May 17, 2014

My Day at the Good Will Store

s     Foto albums line the shelves everywhere, most of them littered with family shots wives, kids, grandmas, Christmas trees, abandoned to the used shelves sketching lives interrupted by death, bankruptcies families abandoning homes, leaving towns, divorces.
     The human landscapes are changing, too. Mexican families drip fast language from the lips, a staccato of words like machine gun bullets as they pass by white folks from the tony neighborhoods up in the foot-hills digging out "bargains" of 50% off the entire stock at Good Will's half off Saturdays. $80 sports shirts and classy matching slacks go with the expensive cars in the parking lots brushing up with the 20 year old trucks that drove up from the south end of the town carrying the poor kids in hunt for $3 toys.
     The " new economy " spawns social justice by folks elected 5 years ago,they  roost in the inner fabric of our society and government still fed like the classes of young, ill-fed birds chirping in the nests, mouths open, screeching loudly - ME, TOO, ME TOO, feed me, feed me!! They know only need of the next mouthful., no more.
     Driven by the far too rich what was called in the old days the Limousine Liberal class supporting the neo Socialists who continue to contribute to the vast waste land of what little remains of the capitalist culture that founded the country.  They do so, I opine out of guilt.
     She did now know it then, or maybe she did, and we could not see it, but Ayn Rand predicted it back in the late 1940's in her book " Atlas Shrugged."
     " Who is John Galt?"
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