Hey Today Show and Neiman Marcus, Kiss My Po' A**

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I'm still suffering from writer's block... at least I was until I came across this story from The Today Show about Neiman Marcus' fantasy holiday gifts. And all I can say is, "Hey, Neiman Marcus, kiss my po' almost outta unemployment ass! And The Today Show can kiss it twice for running the story."

Look, I know the entire country isn't in this shape. I know there are some people that have gotten back to work. I know some families are recovering. I know some people planned well enough that they never even really felt the effects of the recession to begin with. I also know, that a lot of people aren't in that boat. A LOT of people are hurtin' financially.

I know, y'all are scratchin' your heads cause a while back I posted that hubby was back to work. Yeah. That fell through. Quickly enough to continue his unemployment. But, he's almost reached the final pay out so we're at DEF-CON 4 outta 5 on the financially fucked meter.

Bottom line, we're in the same situation as a whole lot of families out there. And hearing constantly how the country is bouncing back isn't really helping cause it's all squawk no walk for most of us.

The smiling 100K-plus earning newscaster has no fucking idea how hard it is to pinch pennies. We've spent our entire earning life pinching pennies. We've pinched so hard our pennies are transparent and there's nowhere left to pinch. So when they're giving out those "money saving tips", they don't help you because you don't do the things they tell you not to do on a regular basis anyway. The "cheap outfits" don't help cause they're spending $30 on a pair of cute shoes and you spend $12 on sneakers that last you three years. And you already eat at home for less than $20 a meal, in fact that's two meals in our house with leftovers, OK? So take your mega-watt-non-helpful-faux-compassionate smile and pucker up Buttercup; Kiss my ass.

So forgive me if I get stabby hearing about the Neiman Marcus list with it's Neiman Marcus edition Jaguar with a price tag of $105,000. We could live on that, VERY comfortably for TWO YEARS ~ AFTER BUYING A NEW TRAILER! Or the customized cup cake car for $25,000, that costs more than my husband earned in unemployment benefits in two years of working his mechanic ass off. I won't even go into what we could do with the $250,000 it takes to buy the ICON A5 sports aircraft and pilot training for two.

So Fuck You Neiman Marcus and fuck you twice American media for trying to convince us that we're doing so much better. A whole lot of us aren't. A whole lot of us are still scared shitless about continuing to feed our kids and still have electricity... and that's with a trailer that's paid off and no car payments. A whole lot of people have it even worse than we do.

Maybe if Neiman Marcus and the people they're marketing their obnoxiously overpriced gifts to were to, oh, I don't know, Stop Thinking About Their Own Greedy Asses for 12.2 seconds and stop emulating George W Bush: the master of fuck your neighbor for fun and profit, and actually donated HALF, just HALF of those ridiculous price tags to people in their own country, IE: NOT ONLY STARVING PEOPLE IN AFRICA, maybe I wouldn't be quite so hostile.

And how's this for a crazy idea: let's not let all the money ONLY go to people in large cities. Because if the US government would bail out it's citizens like it does it's corporations, maybe people would have the money to spend to keep the corporations afloat without only getting in return some bullshit tax credits. I'm trying to keep FOOD on my table and you want to give me tax credits for taking on a car payment and a new home loan. Are you people HIGH? I can't pay rent or buy food or clothe my family in Walmart jeans and piss-poor quality China-made underwear with your damned tax credits.

So keep bringing me stories about where to buy homes at a steal, in places that no one can qualify for the home loans to buy them because the economies in these places are so busted out you have to have AAA credit and enough money to pay cash for the home in the first place, not to mention that you're buying in a broken down ghost town. And by all means, bring me more stories about expensive grown-up toys at Neiman fucking Marcus.

You need to know that you are no longer talking to ME. You are talking to fewer and fewer people with this twaddle. Go ahead and stay on your cloud. The rest of us are sinking and your bullshit is making us more angry by the day.

The only reason I haven't shot out my TV for showing this inflammatory craptasticousness is because I can't afford to replace it.