Suddenly, I am reminded that you often have to hit bottom to truly appreciate what you had...
Why are million dollar golden parachutes reserved for the corporate bigwigs? Do I even get a parachute? Hell, I will settle for one of those big inflatable stunt bags. I don't need to enjoy the view on my way down! Nor, do I need to find a place to land on top of someone else to crumble.
And, as far as bailouts go... I don't need anything near a billions dollars, or even a million dollars (although, that would be nice!?). I would settle for a quarter of a million... Assuming like the other industries that I will never pay it back!!!
And to think the guy last week only wanted a quarter to catch the bus home? He wasn't looking for car fare to get him back to his McMansion or to the private air strip to get on his private jet to fly home...
I want a dollar a donut and a coffee and I will call it good for today!
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