A long, long time ago I knew a guy who had been relatively upstanding and respectable. He probably drank too much, but with his buds. He wasn't married. And the usual pattern is, once you get married and "settle down," you don't have to worry about developing liver cirrhosis any time soon.
One problem, of course, the guy never had "enough" money. He had a pretty good, technical job, and was pretty reliable about showing up sober and on time. But no one ever has "enough" money do they?
Then he inherited something like $80.000.00 from a relative he'd hardly known.
And this guy killed himself on drugs and alcohol in less than a year.
Money isn't always the answer, and if you're totally irresponsible with it, it can hurry your downfall -- big time.
Take the GSA -- U.S. Government Services Agency -- for example. The GSA finds and rents and supervises the maintenance of government-owned and rented facilities. They take care of buildings, are supposed to find space for employees, appropriate equipment and supplies, and stuff like that.
I happen to know that the IRS is going a bit screwy right now trying to find space for an influx of thousands of new agents who are supposed to persecute us all about our socialized medicine "taxes and/or penalties," whichever you prefer. IRS personnel are practically sitting on each others' laps, sharing workstations and computers... and where's the GSA?
(Don't get me wrong. I think anything that cripples or hinders the IRS is probably a good thing.)
However, apparently the GSA has been partying in Hawaii and Las Vegas and are nowhere to be found, as far as the IRS goes. Hey, look under the craps table, you might find a couple GSA critters, busted out and passed out from last night's festivities.
And now we have the Secret Service caught with a dozen prostitutes in Cartegena, Colombia. (Or, Co-lome-bya, as the Comrade says, in his very best Juan-Valdez-the-coffee-guy impersonation.)
I'm really pretty appalled. I believed the Secret Service was above reproach, definitely several notches above the FBI. But it seems the hotel housing a couple hundred SS agents and a few Marines was literally writhing with whores -- many of whom may be under-age, according to US standards.
That's really kind of sad. It also makes you wonder, what the hell is going on? If it was one or two guys, I could see it. But 11?
See, that $800 billion in stimulus went largely to the government -- state, federal, whatever. And apparently these people now have so much money they just don't know what to do with it anymore. So let's get a regiment of whores? Might be better for everyone if they simply invested it in the private sector -- or left it in the private sector to begin with.
And then we also enjoyed the spectacle of this Neely guy from the GSA, being questioned by Darryl Issa's House Oversight Committee, or whatever it is. He was asked, "What was your budget for the conference?" "Who authorized the expenses?" He pleaded the Fifth -- just like all those button-guys from the Mafia. Apparently a lot of Neely's superiors already have been fired. He hasn't been. He just got a $9,000.00 bonus. Maybe he made the best rap video for the Vegas bender? Why not just throw out his sorry ass and refuse the pension? You'd think "contempt of congress" would be reason for termination. I mean, what is he doing that benefits his employers -- the taxpayers?
So it seems that under the Comrade's policies, all these feds from all these agencies are just awash in tax dollars. And the Comrade doesn't seem to give a damn what they do with it. After all, it ain't his money. So they're hanging themselves. They apparently aren't skilled or experienced in handling this kind of dough, and it just overwhelms them, drives them to drink and buy young women.
Sort of Social Darwinism, you know. The morons and idiots drop first, cleansing the gene pool. The only trouble is, this is only after they've squandered the wealth of private citizens.
Save the Republic.
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