safetynet

SRC #309

you always ask me why i don’t believe you when you talk about how much you love me, how much you want to be with me, and how you wish you could have me. how am i supposed to believe you when you’re still with her? you talk big game yet you still have her. you told me you would leave her for me if i asked you to. i would never ask you to. why the fuck would i be your safety net? you’ll only leave her if you’re guaranteed to have me? if not, you’ll stay with her. clearly it’s all bullshit if that’s how it goes. if you want me and only me, prove it. i can only be so foolish. no matter how much i love you and how much i wish i could really be with you, i would never let it happen. not with the way you’ve juggled your women. 

how’s it feel to be the one juggled and not getting your way?

The safety net dilemna

From the NY Times a few months ago:

Support for spending cuts runs strong in Chisago, where anger at the government helped fuel Mr. Cravaack’s upset victory in 2010 over James L. Oberstar, the Democrat who had represented northeast Minnesota for 36 years.

“Spending like this is simply unsustainable, and it’s time to cut up Washington, D.C.’s credit card,” Mr. Cravaack said in a February speech to the Hibbing Area Chamber of Commerce. “It may hurt now, but it will be absolutely deadly for the next generation — that’s our children and our grandchildren.”

But the reality of life here is that Mr. Gulbranson and many of his neighbors continue to take as much help from the government as they can get. When pressed to choose between paying more and taking less, many people interviewed here hemmed and hawed and said they could not decide. Some were reduced to tears. It is much easier to promise future restraint than to deny present needs.

“How do you tell someone that you deserve to have heart surgery and you can’t?” Mr. Gulbranson said.

He paused.

“You have to help and have compassion as a people, because otherwise you have no society, but financially you can’t destroy yourself. And that is what we’re doing.”

He paused again, unable to resolve the dilemma.

“I feel bad for my children.”