The Onion
This week I was a victim of sexual abuse. Actually, I pretended to be one for a video testimonial after the videographer asked me – and only me. After deciding not to be insulted, I really got into the role. I didn’t even need to inhale a cut onion to bring on the water works and, despite there being no audio, I found myself sobbing loudly and heaving heavily. I clenched my tissue wad on the hand close-up just as I would in real life – and with no direction. Finally, all those Lifetime movies paid off.
And who could blame me? I’m a bit surprised that few running blogs I’ve read the past two weeks mention the now-worldwide financial crisis that should have every one of us nervous. I guess no one I read needs to borrow money or tap into their dwindling nest egg in the next few years, or works for an employer with cash-strapped customers. Now our Governator wants a $7 billion “bailout” – which, trust me, will be the top word for 2008. At least his request would pay for state nursing homes and public safety and not reward criminals masquerading as corporate leaders still living large on money provided by the very taxpayers who were honest and humble during this huge debacle.
Everytime we peel back another layer, the situation stinks even more. I’m seething right now, and I’m not even sure where to direct my anger at the moment. Wait! Someone get the cameras and let’s start rolling. I’m ready for my next close-up.
And who could blame me? I’m a bit surprised that few running blogs I’ve read the past two weeks mention the now-worldwide financial crisis that should have every one of us nervous. I guess no one I read needs to borrow money or tap into their dwindling nest egg in the next few years, or works for an employer with cash-strapped customers. Now our Governator wants a $7 billion “bailout” – which, trust me, will be the top word for 2008. At least his request would pay for state nursing homes and public safety and not reward criminals masquerading as corporate leaders still living large on money provided by the very taxpayers who were honest and humble during this huge debacle.
Everytime we peel back another layer, the situation stinks even more. I’m seething right now, and I’m not even sure where to direct my anger at the moment. Wait! Someone get the cameras and let’s start rolling. I’m ready for my next close-up.
