The Middle Class Citizen Is Shrinking….Help I’m Shrinking!

"So like alla youse send me da one dollar and Frankie "Knuckles" Bambazolla won't hafta pay youse a visit."

Geez, I can’t afford to shrink anymore as it is……I’m only 5’4″ tall. And, according to science, you tend to shrink as you get older.  Boy am I screwed. I’ll be working at WalMart during the Christmas season as an Elf.

Actually, what the site “TechTicker” is talking about is that the average middle class citizen will cease to be in a matter of years. It all has to do with jobs and money.  The rich get richer and the poor get poorer. As if we already didn’t know that.

The way I look at it is that if you’re poor, you can basically make out ok with the various programs available to you.  If you’re rich, hell, you don’t need any help at all….except the tedious task of hiring other people to do those menial tasks for you like, shopping, driving, taking care of your kids, and securing a hooker for the night.  We’ve all read about wealthy politicans and hookers.

So what about us peons in the middle class?  What’s to become of us?

Well, I think we have three distinctive choices available to us. 1.  Join the ranks of the poor and scoff up those benefits. 2. Somehow make a lot of money and join the rich so that we too can afford that high-priced hooker.  3. The last choice of course……die.

Think I’ll opt out of that last choice for now.

I’ve never experienced being rich, although I’d like to give it a try.  As for being poor, I HAVE experienced that in my lifetime.  Poor to the point where I actually lived in my car and slept in a chair for several months until I was able to save up enough cash to eventually start over.

I saved enough because I didn’t spend my money on a hooker.

So I think it’s time that I experienced how it feels to be rich considering I’ve tried poor and middle class status already.

So here’s my plan.

If I can get each and every one of you to send me one dollar I could be well on my way to becoming rich.  Now mind you, this isn’t a lot of money for you to part with.  One simple measly dollar bill.  Geez, you spend that on the daily paper or a little bit more for a cup of coffee. So you actually won’t miss that one dollar.

Unless of course you’re saving it for a hooker.

Here’s the good news for me.

 According to my calculations, if I get one dollar from each and everyone who reads this blog, I could very well, in a matter of a few short weeks, become a very wealthy person and not have to worry about becoming extinct when there are no more middle class people.

Here’s the bad news.

It would work if I had a gazillion people following this blog…..but at last count I only have 50,…..(sigh)….so I guess I’m screwed.

That leaves me with that other (shudder) option……..die.

Considering my age that might come before I can make it to the ranks of the rich.

Then again, there’s always bank robbery.  However, with my luck I’d get caught pulling the job, get shot, and die anyhow.

Ya just can’t win.

Think I’ll just resign myself to the fact that I might be able to live long enough to survive middle class status before it becomes extinct.

As for the rest of you younger folk………………….

You’re screwed………..and that’s without getting the hooker.

Copyright 2010 MisfitWisdom RLV

About misfit120

Former disc jockey, (Dick Jones) 30 years, and author of, "I Could Have Been Famous But Sex, Love & Life Got In The Way" available at Amazon.com books, & Kindle, "The Covert Chamber" a mystery novel available at Amazon.com and Barnes & Noble, and "Forgotten" the story of two WWI pilots who were forgotten for over 70 years available on Amazon.com and Kindle
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