Congratulations, Republicans! In the midst of all those important, job-generating measures you're working on (you know, killing Medicare, erasing taxes for millionaires, defunding Planned Parenthood, demagoguing on the debt ceiling), you little Veruca Salt-wannabes dicked around for 5-1/2 months on passing a federal budget for the current fiscal year. Apparently you took your Dear House Leader's words to heart about people losing jobs ("So be it!"), because your posturing and procrastination just cost the jobs of 6 of my friends.
Government agencies were told to spend money at the 2010 level while you and the Tea Party goats had your publicity-stunt fun, so now the agencies are in a world of hurt because the money's gone for the rest of the year. And don't give me any of that crap about "greater good," because if agencies had known their budgets would be slashed, they could have planned accordingly. To paraphrase the old saw, this ain't no way to run a government.
And Democrats, don't think you're off the hook for this either. Not only did you NOT do your job last year (you know, pass a budget BEFORE the fiscal year starts, or at least when you had frickin' MAJORITIES for chrissakes), you let the drown-the-government, Tea Party Taliban frame this year's budget terms and drank the "gotta cut spending" Kool-aid, blithely ignoring the reality that an improved economy would automatically improve the budget outlook (it's magic!).
Six of my friends lost their jobs today because of the final budget bill cuts. What with the current economy and all, new jobs aren't growing on trees. So that's 6 more people in the unemployment lines, 6 more people with families who may now qualify for the WIC program (oh wait, you killed its budget altogether, so never mind), 6 more people who will have to use hospital emergency rooms for primary health care, 6 more people who might get to experience the joys of foreclosure.
We all gotta take our medicine? Easy for you to say, who have generous and benefits salaries as elected representatives, and the prospect of nice cushy lobbyist jobs when you leave office. Meanwhile, back here in the real world, your stupid games just cost 6 jobs.
So tell me again, WHERE ARE THE FRICKIN' JOBS?
A Pissed-Off Voter
P.S. to Freshman Congress Persons: If I hired the neighbor kid to mow my lawn, and instead he weed-whacked my flowers, set my shrubs on fire, and kicked my dog, I'd fire his ass. Don't think the same thing won't happen to you.