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I am a 22 year old son who does not have to choose between rent and groceries. My father pushes his body to the limit each day to make sure of that. His health and heart hang in balance each day and he still puts in an honest day’s work. He’s lost half his pension, been denied disability yet finds a way everyday to keep his kids happy and saves the environment everyday by replacing underground oil tanks. He is everything to me, and without him I wouldn’t have a roof over my head or a leg to stand on.
While all that have suffered is very disheartening and pulls deeply at the heart strings, I have to wonder if we aren’t all to blame for this. The collective laziness that overtook the lull of the people to actively see what was right in front of their face cannot be overlooked. I am at fault as much as my neighbors are because I knew the system was broken. For the most part, we all would say it, yet no one did anything about it. Political corruption is nothing new, the only difference is the money that shifted from the consumers to the “job creators”. We are all ready to point fingers, but if you want to start a fight with the enemy, be prepared to battle the reasons you let them become strong, else we’ll all wind up back where we started, or possibly worse.
My intentions are not against, nor are they for. I do not seek to be accepted among your rank as one, because I am not.
I am not the 1 percent, nor am I the 99 percent
I am an individual ready to hold myself accountable to my own failures, in the hope that everyone else is willing to do the same.