The Debt.
As of late, I have been receiving call after call from Bank of America about a rather sizable financial debt I owe them. Now, granted, I fucked my own life up by WAY over extending myself and owing much too much money to these fuckers. And, to be honest, I had every intention of paying off said debt. Then I lost my job.
That was a year ago. Since then, it has become increasingly clear to me that the reason why this country’s, indeed the world’s, economic collapse was because of the vampiric, predatory aspects of the loan industry and other shady backdoor shenanigans, such as derivatives, and other things I could never, nor would want to, fully understand. Mostly because I know these things serve only to financially enslave the masses, while only making themselves rich on a level that has not been seen the days of Rome. I could never help to destroy people, at least not knowingly.
Needless to say, I have been ignoring these phone calls, because I have little self-control as it pertains to this subject, and it wouldn’t be fair to scream at some poor woman who is only doing her job, no matter how reprehensible her employers are. Frankly, I marvel at the size of these scumbags’ balls. THEY fucked this world up economically. THEY have foreclosed and destroyed the lives of countless people, just to attempt to stay afloat after the financial collapse THEY created. Now they want us to pay them back?! I don’t have a fucking job because of you fuckers! Millions of us don’t! We’re barely getting a fraction of the money we were once making when we had jobs, before you monsters used capitalism as a playing field, and our financial stability as the ball.
When I had a job, I paid taxes. Indeed, I rarely, if ever, got a tax refund. This was due to the idiotic HR department at my place of employment, that undertaxed me throughout the year, giving me a nice little surprise at the end of the fiscal year. “Oh! So, on top of the 30% I gave throughout the year, I also owe $700 more? No problem, I have an almost inexhaustive amount of money to get from the pool!” Evidently, a lot of said money went right into the banks’ own checking accounts with this bail out. I mean, they HAD to pay their executives their multi-million dollar bonuses!
So. Now B of A wants their money, huh? The balls on these fuckers! When I entered into this agreement, I had a decent paying job. Now, if I had lost my job due to my own incompetence, then fine, I would still feel obligated to pay them back (probably). But because I lost MY job because of THEIR incompetence and tyrannical ideologies, I have little or no desire to see you get your money back. I feel like you just asked me for a ride to the airport after you drunkenly drove my car into my own house and destroyed them both.
Rome had a great and terrible system of haves and have nots. The level of wealth in that society was indescribable by today’s standards. Marcus Licinius Crassus hired an army of tens of thousands (!) to go after Spartacus and his band of slave rebels. Can you wrap your mind around that? He hired a PRIVATE army! After defeating Spartacus, he in essence bought himself into the highest order of Roman politics.
These days, the singular figure has been replaced by the faceless corporation that runs every aspect of your life. They control your money, therefore they control your destiny. The control the media, therefore they control what you know. They control our political system, therefore you have no actual power.
Rome fell because its leaders forgot to care about the people. We have given over our right to rule ourselves by getting into, and attempting to pay off our debts. Banks hate you, and would turn you out on the street if it meant they would get money. Where will it all end? Well, I’m a bit of an optimistic moron. I believe (I hope) it will all end when the masses learn to hate our system of economy that rules our system of politics that rules us. I hope, with every ounce of soul I have left, that we will one day rise up, and destroy them. Put faces on these corporations, and political strangulations and bury them all in a ditch. I do not mean that figuratively.
Fuck you B of A. You want my money? I will do everything I can to make sure you never get it. You fucked us all up, you lied to us, you destroyed us and you took our money by the billions. I ain’t paying you back. Fuck you. You think I give a shit about my credit score? You have no idea how self-destructive I am.
