The doorman at 257 Park Avenue does not believe the economy will ever recover.”It’s all a crock of shit,” he said to me last week when I arrived to deliver payroll to tenants on the fifth, sixth and ninth floors. I made a comment as I placed my clipboard upon his desk that the economy must be improving because never had I had so many paychecks for delivery in his building.
“Bernie Madoff claimed that the Dow Jones itself was a giant ponzi scheme and I tend to believe him,” I commented before rushing onto a crowded elevator.
The doorman smiled as the doors closed.
On my way off the same elevator I said to the doorman, “I am waiting for the big market crash. I may be a messenger but I am smart enough to know that the only way things will ever improve for the poor is if the rich lose everything they have stolen from the poor.”
Well dressed men in the marble encrusted lobby looked at me in disgust as I made the comment but fear in their eyes revealed to me that they too sense what is inevitable.
I rushed home from work that same day to apply for universal healthcare. I used Obama’s site and found it to be very user friendly. I also learned that I am eligible for Medicaid. This news made me smile because I know that my new entitlement attitude may very well be the straw that breaks the back of the fuckers who sucked everyone dry– all in the name of free markets and capitalism.
On the news last evening it was reported that a strange howling noise is being caused by the new World Trade Center structures. Apparently, the wind is causing this chilling noise, but I suspect the ghosts of the greedy who died on 9/11 are trying to warn us of what surely is to come, or what has already arrived and only the poor can sense.