Lying here waiting for death to occur, my only voice being the small portable laptop computer and using every ounce of strength left in my body, bankrupt, both financially and physically by my health insurance company, I write my last will and testament to the United States of Corporate America. My wandering mind is quickly approaching it’s expiration date. When and how this becomes a reality for me, and it will, this is what I bequest.
Since my only worldly goods are the products that I purchased in good faith and belief in the advertising that these products would enhance my life, I bequeath them back to the corporations that I supported over the years. In fact, the need for bequeathing is ludicrous because in effect, they will simply take them back as they do still own them, except for the pharmaceuticals and the dietary needs (paid for on receipt and impossible to reclaim). Wait, not true, I could leave my body to “science” for the pharmaceutical and food industries to pick apart in the name of research to find the cause of death. This would be for their benefit only. To enhance their already deadly products which no doubt after years of consumption took their toll. Perhaps they could find through research a quicker way to end a human life.
I leave my house to the banking and credit card industries who over the years convinced me that I needed, no, was entitled to have anything I wanted as long as it was within my credit card limit, which continued to rise as the bills were paid on time. Of course, never having read the fine print and starting out with 5% interest rate on purchases which suddenly became 30% interest rate on balances already incurred and new purchases, they became impossible to pay due to the current economic crisis. I guess that was my fault, for not using my jewelers loop to examine the document, or employ an attorney before I signed on. Do most people do that?
I leave my brand new Toyota Corolla 2009 with it’s 7 years of upcoming payments to the credit union that shares this automobile with me. Caught up in the rising tide of global warming and not even waiting for Cash for Clunkers, I purchased this automobile in exchange for a 2003 gas guzzling Jeep Cherokee, used only to go back and forth to the local market, and an occasional trip to visit relatives in the area. This clunker was already paid for. Doing the “right thing” I also obtained a recycling box for free to use for plastic containers at the same time. The credit union may have the recycling box as well. They were both an attempt at saving the planet.
I leave my “Brain” to the health insurance industry to examine and research to find out why I continued to pay premiums that rose yearly and deductables that made the payments to me impossible, so that they could pay their shareholders with money that I assumed {you know what that means} would be used for my illnesses, when in fact, they could and would drop me at any time for whatever reason they felt acceptable. This brain that I leave could be compared to other brains, researched and could possibly determine what might be wrong with a person to trust their Insurance Company to do the right thing without a Public Option. This might be helpful information to them and enable them to continue these practices in the future without interference from the government or anyone else.
The rest of my worldly goods IE: graduate degree, diplomas, certificates and accolades I bequeath to Home Depot, who continues to own the fireplace in said home, where they should be burned in an effort to aquire heat which is becoming less and less affordable. Since it is obvious to me that education was of no value in the persuit of knowledge and useless in recognizing the warning signs of a society going down the tubes. Perhaps the simple warmth of their burning embers might bring comfort in the last hours.