RETRO DON'S POST

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

ON PENSIONS, BUSINESSMEN, CABBAGES, AND KINGS.

-"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax—
Of cabbages—and kings—
And why the sea is boiling hot—
And whether pigs have wings."


in retrospect my guaranteed pension was the pot-o-gold at the end of the rainbow. the carrot at the end of the stick. if it were not there, working with nitwit scientists, engineers, and secretarial skanks (in a new jersey defense dept. installation) would have been immeasureably more difficult than it was.


in addition if the govt. had paid the actual interest rate on the pension funds there would be no problems. if in some states like .. umm .. new jersey the politicians had made their obligated contributions there would be no problem.

meanwhile, business men waiting for their next victim to step into their business web while watching fox news are feeling sorry for themselves imagining that they are working. they're upset over these pensions as they balance their two sets of books waiting for their homestead rebates. i have two words for them: ---- ---.

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RETRO DON'S POST 2012

today's fictitious item is dedicated to a DOD co-worker and his friend:

LIGHTS UP

Co-worker: my good friend fell down a flight of stairs and died .... sob, sob, whimper.

Me: thats so sad. how did that happen?

C: he was at a party and had a few drinks and stuff. he stepped outside to get some fresh air when it happened.

M: so he was drunk?

C: he also had some recreational drugs. very little.

M: just a few drinks and drugs?

C: we both got our phd's at the same time. he was so smart.

M: sooooo, he was very smart and was drinking and taking drugs and staggered outside for some fresh air and fell down a flight of stairs and died and thats why i should feel sorry for him and you.

C: he was just having fun .... whimper, sob, whine, whine, whine.

M: apparently he was not smart enough. i guess they'll give phds to anyone. all you have to do is pay them money and sit on your butt through hundreds of class hours. these things happen when you drink and take drugs. i guess you can make a (faux) silk purse from a sow's ear as they say. suck it up.

C: whine, whine, whine, whimper, ..................................................

LIGHTS DOWN

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