Dear Queen Ann Romney, I know it's hard, you don't have to tell me!
My wife left me when my son was 3. (I know I was a dick. I was also a Republican, and idiot back then and later came to my senses) My life was devastated. I actually considered suicide once. pistol at my temple thinking no one loved me, life sucked, without my family I had no one. SOMETHING, God, my mother's spirit, I don't know, stopped me. I slogged on, I paid child support religiously and tried to pay rent, and car payments and have a life of my own AND share my life with my son. Yes, I guess I am the entitled 47 %.
I wanted to make sure that my son did not want for anything. (My father was the sole bread winner and there were 7 kids to feed, clothe, house, teach and love.) I didn't get to go to private school, neither did my 6 siblings. If I wanted clothes cooler than what mom bought or MADE on a sewing machine, I had to pick fruit for the money AND I DID!. I delivered papers for pocket money because with one bread-winner in the family and 9 mouths to feed, there wasn't much to go around. There were 9 of us in a 5 bedroom house with one goddamn bathroom. But then we weren't laying around waiting for the Government to bail us out
Let's just say we did not own a fucking car elevator. If we wanted to go to college, we had to take loans, you sold stock options.
My brother enlisted in the Army a week before his draft notice came in '68. Unlike your France touring hubby, my brother served in Viet-Nam.
I tried to enlist in '74 and lucked out failing the hearing test. But unlike you and your elitist sons, I TRIED!. Also, my mother died in 1974. My dad was left to raise the three kids left (I was the middle of 7). I moved back home to help. Yes, we are the entitled 47% who expected Uncle Sam to support us...we were just to fucking proud to ask for it.
21 years ago I met a single mother of two girls and fell in love. She was on public assistance while she went to junior college. She now makes about 90-thousand a year and LOVES paying her taxes!
Yes it is hard, when you are a normal human being. I was a member of my son's and later, step-daughter's high-school band boosters club. the last year, I was president! no pay, hard work raising money for Disney world trip and disneyland trips and performances! I am so proud of them. My son grew up and attended the University of Washington and became involved in Democratic Politics. His mother and I are so immensely proud of him! My step-daughters are just and great and I love them deeply. yes, Ann, it is hard, but you know what, I did it without cashing in one stock option.
I'm sorry it is "hard" for you Queen Ann, I truly am.
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