I don't keep track of a lot of the shit going on because a lot of it irritates me, but i'm not smart enough to understand the underlying reasons for it. I generally keep my head down and work on my own shit because I am fortunate to be in the position I am, and blessed to have work to do each and every day. I have 2 daughters to raise, one is on a great path to success. Straight A's, just got a 26 on her ACT, doesn't cause me headaches, no boys to worry about, works occasionally and is always on time, has never called in, and she keeps busy when she's on the clock without complaining about the work....just the boys she works with being "lazy bitches" (her words). The youngest is a budding Lesbian, but she's 13 so who knows if this is a phase, or who she is. Either way, I still love that little fucker even though she's a little girl clone of the pain in the ass I was at that age. Time will tell who she's going to be.
I don't claim to have the answers, or the solutions, to any of the national problems we have. I can however work to help my family as best I can, give my kids the best helping hand I think will work. I see the help wanted signs everywhere, and I know that the incentive to work is diminished as long as unemployment and all sorts of government aid programs are in place, but I think scrapping those programs isn't a solution as they genuinely help a lot of people going through tough times. There was a time in 2007 my ass was broke as fuck. My debit card was declined at Arbys for a sammich broke. I went through some tough years of tough choices, and working my ass off, and being dependable. I went through that shit from 2007, until 2010 when I started working at Manners stocks. Tom was paying me $13/hr when I was full time, I was making a lot more at the previous job but I was terribly unhappy at the previous job, like praying I would die in a car crash on the way there unhappy. I wanted a job in an industry I wanted to be in, and that was my opportunity. The money didn't matter that much to me, I wanted a job that I could enjoy, and I did enjoy it. I look back at the opportunities I had that set me on the path to where I am now. I'm not saying i'm anybody special, but i'm really happy, and I LOVE what I do.
I don't know the type of person you are, I don't know your situation, I don't know your expectations. I know that we're dealt a hand of cards, and you can change those cards with various things, education, work ethic, chance, luck ect. I think the Ace card in every hand is putting in the time, and doing the work. You may have a shitty hand to start with, but if you wade through the swamp of shit, and fight to cross it instead of looking around and seeing others that have boats, planes, or can fly over it effortlessly and then you stop and whine about your situation (not saying you are, just making a point in general), you'll have some decent cards in your hand eventually.
This too shall pass. You will make it through what you're going through as long as you keep moving forward. Work in the system around you because you aren't likely to be able to change the game others are playing.
Branden