Tuesday, May 5, 2009

My Piece of American Muscle


Take a look at the pictures of the car on the left. That's my 1981 Chevy Camaro. My first muscle car. I call her Betty. I've own her for about six years now. And she's been sitting at the shop since January 20th, 2009.

Most women don't and won't understand my attachment for this piece of machinery. Most men will understand. I've had more than one person say to me that I'm overdue for a new car or at least a newer used one. But I don't even have the money for a newer used car, so it's not really up for discussion. Yet even if I had the money for something new, big and fancy, I wouldn't give up my Betty. They just don't make cars like this anymore.

I'm not saying that's an entirely bad thing because yes Betty is a humongous gas hog. I would really like to see her be more fuel economical, environmentally friendly and I wish she were a stick instead of an automatic :( But your average new car just isn't built to last. It's all about just buy a new one. They really don't want you to buy anyway. They make more money if you lease it. And I have no intention of making a house payment on a car every month no matter what. And I'm definitely not interested in owning a Fix Or Repair Daily (Ford).

I'm having trouble just paying my rent right now. If I don't find employment soon, like two months ago, we won't even have a car to sleep in. I don't think the guys at the shop would appreciate finding me and my daughter camped out in my car out front. Besides, Betty's bucket seats don't recline.

It makes me wonder. I saw on TV the other day where our first lady spent $550 on a pair of kicks (athletic shoes). What's it like to be able to throw money away like that? $500 is my monthly rent. And rent can get much more expensive than that around here. But this was what I could afford at the time and I can't even afford this now and public housing won't accept us because my credit is bad. Isn't that what public housing is supposed to be there for? For people who are having trouble financially?

Now I'm not mad at the first lady for her good fortune. I think it's wonderful that she's got a good man and her daughters are simply adorable. I'm mad that God doesn't love us all like that. Thousands of people are loosing their jobs and their homes here in the good old USA everyday. What does that say about our country right now? This is supposed to be the land of opportunity. But so many of us are never offered a real opportunity. We're set up for failure from the start with crappy parents and grandparents. And unless you were born with some extraordinary talent, if at the bottom you were born, then at the bottom you shall stay.

It's so unfair. I didn't pick my parents. And if I did, I want a redo. I'm tired of being passed over for employment I'm more than qualified for because I don't look the part. I'm a hard worker and I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. So, what's the deal? Well, I'm definitely crippled transportation wise right now. There is a bus and a train, but neither runs twenty-four hours a day and not at all on Sundays. A potential employer isn't going to hire some one who can't make it all the hours and days they need you. It just makes me want to scream. It's got me spending way too mush time looking at my gun.

So, the next time someone has money like that to throw away, they should come pay my rent, or buy a bunch of canned goods and take them to the nearest food bank. Anything but waste it on an item of clothing you're only going to wear a few times. Just do something useful and helpful with it.

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