If I don't offend someone I'm not doing my job

"Welcome" -- if that is the right word -- to the new blog by the crankiest ole codger on the planet. I'm older than dirt, uglier than a festering wound and I've had it up to HERE with what the hell is happening to society today. We've all gotten so polite. So politically correct. So afraid to tell people when they're driving us batsh*t crazy.Well, I've had enough. I'll be dishing out my own brand of unsolicited advice as it occurs to me and look forward to venting my spleen all over you loyal readers in coming months.Expect topics covering all aspects of the world we live in. I've already got subjects like "Why it's selfish to home school your kids" to "Why your employees secretly hate you," "Why hookers and muggers are more respectable than telemarketers," and "For God's sake, brush your damned teeth!" in the works, so stay tuned. If you think you can handle the truth.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Why Only Dicks Work on Wall Street

When did "manufacturing" become such a dirty word in this country?

This ole codger is old enough to remember the Oil Embargo in the 1970s, when OPEC decided to flex its collective muscles and bring the West to its knees. You idiots who drive around in those Hummers obviously never experienced a gas line, but when you do (and notice I don't say if, but when) you should remember that this ole bastard told you so and it ain't my fault you were too damned pigheaded to listen. You think $4 gas was bad? Wait five years, kiddo.

There's a really good reason we still haven't developed our own sources of energy. The nation's top ranking students decided they could best serve society by flocking to Wall Street, where they could make jawdropping fortunes without ever having to sully themselves with an honest day's work. If half those gigantic brains (and egos) went into energy research, we'd have plug-in windmills for our houses by now and the oil interests could stick their drilling equipment where the sun don't shine.

So, with the shakeout on Wall Street, does this mean some of those displaced workers will put their educations to better use figuring out how to cure cancer or what causes autism or how to make a car that runs on garbage? Or how about any car designed by Americans that actually looks and runs like something you'd want to buy?

I'm not holding my breath.

Now go do something constructive and get the hell off my lawn.