Empty Homes
Homeless People
My large house is worth more

Employees literally worked to death
Millions 99 weeks unemployed
My job is more prestigious

Empty bellies
Rotting food in landfills- rotting meat in obese colons
My restaurant is exclusive – my industry has a lobby

Couples pay thousands to conceive and picket clinics
The orphan go unadopted
My kid got into college

Empty Lives
Endless Service Opportunities
Look At All My Stuff

Mikey’s back. Tell a friend! It’s good to be back. Back in an elite law firm and back to my old fighting weight.

Where did I go? To fat town ladies and gentlemen. Let me  explain. Remember however long it was ago that KF Li said he had dirt on me? Well, the dirt was I was faking a bipolar disorder to get worker’s comp and avoid getting laid off. Though the little pricklet never squealed I couldn’t take that chance SO I took a page from Homer Simpson’s book and started to gain massive amounts of weight. This was done not only to create a disability in it’s own right but to reinforce my contention that I indeed was funny in my head.

Now I know the women reading this are weeping. How could such a gorgeous specimen of the male ideal let himself go? That would be like spitting in the face of the Creator. But dear ladies I ask you this: should I have to work?
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There are three ways to deal with student loans: 1) pay them with “your” money 2) pay them with new debt dischargeable in bankruptcy or 3) don’t pay them. In order to not pay debt you must transfer your life to a credit free existence.  This is not as hard as it sounds.

First the bad news: you won’t be able to buy a house OR RENT a place from someone you don’t know. A new car will never happen. Every imaginable context for spending money socially will be more difficult/awkward.
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Now that I’ve gotten the hang of being an “Occupier” it is time to get back to the business of giving advice to people who are heavily burdened by student debt and are under or completely unemployed. There are a couple of things I’ve learned recently that I’ve liked to share 1) make sure you’re not an EOA and 2) figure what happened to you and why the social safety net missed you.

An EOA is an “Equal Outcome Advocate.”  You went to a better school, got a fancier degree and have more debt than your buddy from junior high so he should work for you not the other way around right? I mean why should HE be driving the new Camaro (convertible, sunset orange, nice) while you are still rolling in your mom’s 1990 Green Corolla? Yeah, don’t be that guy.  I mean you can, but don’t publicly be that guy because it detracts from the rest of the movement.  You sir, have simply experienced bad luck, while your friend has experienced good luck.  Statistics tell us that if you continue to work hard that gap will shrink or even turn around in your favor.

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Greetings all.  For those of you who follow this blog you know we’ve been quiet for awhile.  For the two most prolific writers, myself and Alpha Man, it’s because we’ve been occupying (or toying with the idea).  For the rest of us life happened.  Also at some point things get repetitive. Triforce lies, cheats and seduces sluts.  Samus has a cubicle job.  Icarus is depressed. Simon’s Girlfriend finally got swallowed up by the practice of medicine.

I for one am trying to make the transition to writer with the help of Professional Query Literary Services

www.firstbookdeal.blogspot.com.

And I need your help.  Any suggestions on how to turn this hodgepodge of posts into some kind of actual book? Trying to become a writer yourself? Help me out.

Also don’t forget to follow me on twitter. PQLS is on there too.  Check my followers.

Recently Benito singled me out as not having written anything in a while. Of course I am actually interviewing people for a post good enough to sit on the blog for a solid 3 months which it seems is par for the course now that everyone is “occupying” or similarly indisposed. Oh wait, that’s just Benito. I’d love to hear everyone else’s excuse. But rather than rush my article or take Benito’s jab lying down I thought I’d comment on a recent ATL post about the Cardozo kid who was “homeless” for 9 weeks.

I am not going to rehash the obvious which is that this stupid kid wasn’t homeless in any real sense of the word. What I am going to say is that what he did is not only easy, but when taken in conjunction with M.I.T.’s new program could also be a part of the new future we are looking at.

Here me out.
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I spent the best Thanksgiving I’ve had in ages with the Occupiers.  People were very generous with food and I even had a few friends stop by.  Best of all there was no judgment and that suffocating feeling of failure that permeates your being as you feel all eyes around the table judging you each time you dip your eyes to the delicious meal before which suddenly you have no appetite for, even though you fasted for days in preparation.

I know posts have been light, virtually non-existent, but I think its important to be a part of what is actually happening in the streets all across the country.  As far as the blog goes, I am keeping the domain and PROMISE to check in more often to approve comments.  I am also opening this space to guest writers. Also remember, there are hundreds of posts here, and each one is part of the story of why we’re all out here. I’ve reviewed some old entries and 95% are just as relevant now as whenever they were written over the last two years.

So read the Ghost of Entries Past if you want to understand, or if you want assurance that you’re not alone.

…And I have been trying to resist the urge to write about it.  Part of it is because everyone with ten minutes worth of charge on their I-Phone here is blogging about it, and part of it is because of embarrassingly low page hits…I suppose together that would constitute most of it.  But there is another reason too.  I want to “experience” something.

I spent most of my life through school with distance, time, paper and a host of other obstacles between me and experiencing the reality where I spent my life.  Then I experienced something-losing my job and being unable to pay my student loans which in all honesty was hard enough even with a six-figure salary.  After that experience I spent the rest of my life up until now trying to write about that experience, particularly on this blog.  Whereas before I was reaching out to an intriguing reality that would always be behind a veil of secrets, now I am holding on to a painful reality kept fresh by picking scabs…all the while I miss the world around me.

Well no more.  Or at least not for awhile.  You can’t live in the moment and capture it for posterity at the same time.  Besides, posterity is always colored by ultimate outcome.  Right now I have no idea what that will be.  Or when I will start writing again more regularly.

I normally don’t participate in discourse of this sort unless there is an immediate and tangible benefit like taking an attractive young coed to bed. I need to work on my conservative asshole shpiel because I had a misfire with a girl I chose because I didn’t have the energy to compete for her more attractive cousin. In reality I just don’t care.

Ok, I make no secret of the fact that if I want something I get it. Alcohol, cars, electronics, travel, premium housing, the latest trends and newest sports equipment…only the best for yours truly, and I have a crushing debt load. I also make no secret of the fact that paying my loans is my absolute lowest priority. I have told stories about gambling with my loan balance for a month just to prove a point. That point is paying my loans is like letting the Princess sleep in the bed after I have defiled her (if she is indeed still capable of being defiled) just because I usually do it doesn’t mean I have to and I am the one in control.

So if my loans magically evaporated I wouldn’t necessarily spend more money. I might, over time, carry a lower credit card balance. Eh.
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Ugh. I feel like I am the only person who still posts around here. That is one of the problems with a blog like this – everyone thinks someone else will pick up the slack. But on to the point at hand.

When you’re black one of the difficult things about dealing with non-black people (Asians, South Asians and “mixed” people are also notorious for this) is figuring out which ones are sheltered/ignorant/slow and which ones purposefully propagate falsehoods in order to serve their own self-interest.

Take the Internet meme where the black woman thinks she doesn’t have to pay her mortgage because Obama is President. The first non-black thinks this is a representation of a large percentage of blacks. The second circulates it to perpetuate that type of nonsense and add to the plethora of material non-black children are exposed to in order to condition them to think that black = inferior. After all, the schools have been almost desegregated for almost a generation now and look who is in the White House?

But I digress. Drum roll please…the reason black unemployment is still so high is discrimination. Yes! Believe it or not folks holding all other factors from education to industry constant there is a much higher unemployment index for blacks and it’s discrimination.

But Alpha Man, shouldn’t a black President help, just a little?
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