"Our job is to make money"

[SomethingFishy]

So says the one percent.

What a sad, pathetic existence that must be. Living for nothing other than materialism. Creating nothing, but destroying everything. My job is to make money too. Enough so my family stays healthy and fed. Money for me is a means to an end, not the end itself. How sad it must be to live a circular life. A life where achievement is measured by how much you made and how many people you screwed today. Then tomorrow you jump back in the circle and try to achieve more. A life with no satisfaction because too much is not enough and there is always more to steal.

One percent folks seem to think I am "jealous" of them. HA! More like I pity them. Look at tonight for example.

Tonight the Hedge Fund Manager will leave his office, probably go out and drink at some trendy bar where he will sit and laugh at the OWS people with his friends. Friends that would stab him in the back for a fucking dollar.
Then he will probably head to some expensive trendy restaurant where the food tastes like shit but he can score points for being there. He will probably meet his spouse who spends her days either shopping at Tiffany's or meeting with her lawyers to see if she can get out of the Pre-Nup, all the while leaving the kids with their illegal immigrant nanny. They'll talk about money for 5 minutes and then sit and stare at each other the rest of the evening. Probably both sitting there thinking of ways to off each other.
Yes what a wonderful life that must be.

Me? Tonight I'm making baked pasta, one of my kids favorites. Cheap and Delicious. After that it's game night. Thursdays is game night and NO VIDEO GAMES. Board or card games only. I will sit with the people I love and laugh and joke. We'll talk politics and movies and South Park, and we'll snack and play games till bed. And everyone in my house, no matter how much money is in the bank, will go to bed with a smile.

Jealous? Not fucking hardly.