365 Days of Carol Anne (1 Dead Rockstar & Deficit Fuckery in D.C.)

Day 205

I’ve kind of been keeping quiet this weekend and just relaxing with the hubs and the kitties partially because I haven’t done much to write about and partially because I don’t know what to say. The injustice and unfairness of life are weighing heavy on my mind. Between the deficit nonsense and the death of Amy Winehouse and the relentless heat it’s just been depressing.

I cannot wrap my mind around human beings who we’ve elected to represent us not caring about the sick and elderly. I can’t believe (only I can) that the middle class will once again bear the burden of what needs to be done to keep the country running. I can’t believe the richest among us who are now paying lower taxes than when President Clinton was in office aren’t willing to pay their fair share of taxes. I can’t believe that the people we’ve elected to represent us care more about their campaign contributors and getting reelected than the interests of the many. It’s mind boggling.

Amy Winehouse who was just 27 went the way of several dead rockstars, dead at age 27. What an incredibly senseless death. I wasn’t a fan and the only song I can even come close to naming is “I Won’t Go To Rehab” or something to that effect. And the only reason I know that one is because the kids on Glee covered it. I have some politically incorrect and less-than-compassionate views on addiction so in the interest of not being unkind I’ll humbly keep them to myself. What a huge tragedy for someone so young to die so senselessly. I keep thinking to myself, I wonder if there are those who are just beyond saying. Sadly I think there are.

It’s really been too hot to go anywhere or do anything so I’ve just been cooped up here with nothing better to do than watch the news. I need something else to focus on. I’ll work on that this week.

Thanks for stopping by every day. I love you all.

Love,

~ Carol Anne