Just getting less green – day by day

THE CENTURION CHRONICLE
Vol. III Issue #28 – Oct 2008

OUR PARACHUTES…AREN’T GOLDEN
(just getting less green – day by day)

We hear a lot of yowling against this grand rescue plan our glorious Congress crocheted together. Mainly because it seems to be aimed at the wrong end of the stick, to provide “golden parachutes” for those who created this economic and financial storm….and not for the likes of us.

Golden parachutes are designed for high level bosses who, one way or the other, have managed to screw things up for everyone else. The rational for that being – it’s a cheaper way to get rid of them instead of unceremoniously tossing their asses out into the street (lawsuits, and all that). But let’s be blunt here, and call it what it really is….GREENMAIL!

Of course, most of these wingnuts don’t really end up on their asses in the street. Not at all. That’s because all their limos are parked curbside, ready to whisk them away in silent comfort either to their McMansions, or, to their private jets, yachts, etc., for extended vacations in the Grand Caymans, the Riviera, Tahiti, Fiji, or wherever. A few, however, not being as slick or quite as smart as their fellow screw ups, simply end up as special guests at a Club Fed facility, courtesy of Uncle Sam, to learn during their sojourns there how to live….below…their means.

As for the rest of us worker-bees, our parachutes are not only not golden, but just a very pale shade of green. A green getting paler, and paler, day by day, as we’re all re-classified as fully disposable “human resources”. And, if we’re lucky, being allowed to leave the premises with our personal possessions, with a miserly termination check and a pink slip in hand, allowing us to thus qualify for unemployment benefits (how unemployment is supposed to be a “benefit” is a puzzlement).

That’s how our “honorables” in Congress consider “rescuing” taxpaying citizens, in the face of ever rougher economic and financial seas. They much prefer to save the skippers….and toss the crews overboard…to lighten ship. It’s their solution for weathering such a storm.

Well, if there’s any consolation to be had from it all, it’s this: Those golden parachutes being given out to all those fat cat screw ups, are made of fully depreciated paper money. By the time those yoyos touch ground with these, they’ll discover those fancy chutes of theirs aren’t worth much more than a roll of toilet paper.

See, despite our Congress, there’s still some justice in this world!

CENTURION