This is the way I understand the U.S. ruling class, fat, sassy... and
edible.

Yes, edible.
Well marbled with fat, and hardly any gristle buildup due to
labor-related musculature.

P.S. Also, send more petit  bourgeois tourists. The last ones were
*delicious*, and their SUVs are wonderfully equipped housing for the
houseless.

Leigh


[previously posted, but worth repetition:]

A Note of Appreciation from the Rich

Let's be honest: you'll never win the lottery.

On the other hand, the chances are pretty good that you'll slave away at
some
miserable job the rest of your life. That's because you were in all
likelihood
born into the wrong social class.

Let's face it -- you're a member of the working caste.
Sorry!

As a result, you don't have the education, upbringing, connections, manners,
appearance, and good taste to ever become one of us. In fact, you'd probably
need a book the size of the yellow pages to list all the unfair
advantages we
have over you.

That's why we're so relieved to know that you still continue to believe
all those silly fairy tales about "justice" and "equal opportunity" in
America.

Of course, in a hierarchical social system like ours, there's never been
much room at the top to begin with.

Besides, it's already occupied by us -- and we like it up here so much
that we intend to keep it that way.

But at least there's usually someone lower in the social hierarchy you
can feel
superior to and kick in the teeth once in a while. Even a lowly
dishwasher can
easily find some poor slob further down in the pecking order to sneer
and spit at.

So be thankful for migrant workers, prostitutes, and homeless street people.

Always remember that if everyone like you were economically secure
and socially privileged like us, there would be no one left to fill all
those boring, dangerous, low-paid jobs in our economy.

And no one to fight our wars for us, or blindly follow orders in our
totalitarian corporate institutions.

And certainly no one to meekly go to their grave without having lived
a full and creative life.

So please, keep up the good work!

You also probably don't have the same greedy, compulsive drive to possess
wealth, power, and prestige that we have. And even though you may sincerely
want to change the way you live, you're also afraid of the very change you
desire, thus keeping you and others like you in a nervous state of limbo.

So you go through life mechanically playing your assigned social role,
terrified
what others would think should you ever dare to "break out of the mold."

Naturally, we try to play you off against each other whenever it suits our
purposes: high-waged workers against low-waged, unionized against non-
unionized, Black against White, male against female, American workers
against Japanese against Mexican against....

We continually push your wages down by invoking "foreign competition,"
"the law of supply and demand," "national security," or "the bloated federal
deficit."

We throw you on the unemployed scrap heap if you step out of line or
jeopardize our profits.

And to give you an occasional break from the monotony of our daily economic
blackmail, we allow you to participate in our stage-managed electoral shell
games, better known to you ordinary folks as "elections."

Happily, you haven't a clue as to what's really happening --  instead,
you blame
"Aliens," "Tree-hugging Environmentalists," "Niggers," "Jews," Welfare
Queens,"
and countless others for your troubled situation.

We're also very pleased that many of you still embrace the "work ethic,"
even
though most jobs in our economy degrade the environment, undermine your
physical and emotional health, and basically suck your one and only life
right
out of you.

We obviously don't know much about work, but we're sure glad you do!

Of course, life could be different. Society could be intelligently
organized to
meet the real needs of the general population. You and others like you could
collectively fight to free yourselves from our domination. But you don't
know
that.

In fact, you can't even imagine that another way of life is possible. And
that's probably the greatest, most significant achievement of our system --
robbing you of your imagination, your creativity, your ability to think and
act for yourself.

So we'd truly like to thank you from the bottom of our heartless hearts.

Your loyal sacrifice makes possible our corrupt luxury; your work makes
our system work.

Thanks so much for "knowing your place" -- without even knowing it!

Insincerely,
Rich $cum of America
"He who hath the gold makes all the rules."

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