Friday, January 23, 2015

Invasion of the Fake Cripples

Apparently there are some new super-sensitive, high-tech glasses that only republicans wear. These glasses make it possible for them to see fake cripples where everyone else sees thin air.

Fake cripples are everywhere! They’re at the corner drug store, up in the trees, behind the couch and under the bed! And they’re all sucking up Social Security!

Senator Rand Paul (R-Mars) recently spoke about this. And once again he demonstrated a depth of knowledge of subject matter that can only be described as Wikipedic. Here’s what he said: "Everybody in this room knows somebody who's gaming the system. What I tell people is, if you look like me and you hop out of your truck, you shouldn't be getting a disability check. Over half of the people on disability are either anxious or their back hurts -- join the club,"

As everybody knows, the ultimate republican wet dream is to cut the crap out of and privatize Social Security. The people who receive Social Security are old people and cripples. And everybody knows how worked up old people get when someone comes after their Social Security. So maybe the republicans are hoping the old people will get so worked up about the fake cripples that they’ll all have strokes and die. What a brilliant way to reduce the roles! Either that or maybe the old people will rise up and demand that all the fake cripples be kicked off.

All I can say to that is fuck you, old people! You can drop the “oh we’re so innocent” act. I know as well as you that there are lots of people falsely collecting Social Security by pretending to be old! I know it because my wife’s third cousin’s stepson’s orthodontist shared a cab with a guy who heard on the radio that there’s a guy in Jersey whose neighbor’s friend dresses up like an old person just so he can collect Social Security. That guy saw it with his own eyes!

I decided to investigate this for myself so I went to a Social Security office. I’d never been to a Social Security office so I didn’t know what to expect. I was greeted at the door by a man in a tuxedo. He bowed and said, “Welcome to the Social Security office, sir! I am Pierre, the maitre’d. Are you a party of one?” I said yes. Then Pierre said. “I’m dreadfully sorry, sir, but you may have to wait a bit before someone can see you today. You may have to wait as long as three or four minutes. Please accept my deepest apologies and have a seat in our lounge.” I was perturbed about the prospect of waiting so long. But the lounge was posh and the soothing music of the live string quartet calmed my mood. I also thoroughly enjoyed the wide assortment of hors d’oeuvres brought around by servers with silver platters. Especially tasty was that stuff on a cracker that looked like orange caviar. I never realized that they treat you like a king at the Social Security office. No wonder everyone wants to be on Social Security!

But across from me sat a suspicious-looking old couple. Her gray hair looked like a cheap wig. He had a gnarled wooden cane and a hunchback. A Social Security worker came up to them.

“May I help you?” she said.

“We’re old!” snapped the woman.

“And we demand Social Security!” said the man.

“Well you certainly look old to me,” said the Social Security worker. “So here’s an envelope full of cash.”

The old woman snatched the bulging manila envelope. The couple walked out all hunched and arthritic.

I decided to follow them but when I went out to the street they were long gone. And there in a nearby trash can was a cheap gray wig and a gnarled cane! There was also a football, which explains how he got the hunchback effect.

But I soon found the scammers exactly where I thought they would be. They were around the corner in a fancy steakhouse-- two people in their mid-30s chomping on porterhouse, drinking martinis and laughing it up.

What is this country coming to?

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  1. Phew, As a lifelong smart ass myself - I yield to your superior snark, oh great sarcastic one.

    Seriously though, who is more to blame - Repub bullies who love nothing more than gutting already inferior social security, or wimpy dems (I think as a dem, I can call them wimpy) who don't loudly call them to task every time. Such is our political system.

  2. 'Mr' Smart Ass, I do have a question, were the two scammers chomping on porterhouse, drinking martinis and laughing it up, having a Tea Party? - nice LMAO

  3. Watch it there, buddy, I'm an old person myself and I can prove it. Can you prove you're a cripple? Sure, I've seen pictures of you sort of scrunched up and in a wheelchair, but I ain't never seed your cripple credentials. The smart ass ones? Hey, I don't need to see anything except your blog; you've gotta be the smart ass king of the world.

  4. Thanks I love it!

    A fake T5 para who has been faking it for 48 years. Can you believe they haven't caught me yet.

  5. It is amazing. There were 5 million people on the disabled roles in 2000, 7 million in 2007 and almost 9 million in 2014. That's a 77% rise in cripples when the general population has risen less than 15%. Either there are a bunch of fake cripples or we've got serious problems with the drinking water.

  6. What else might be different over this timeframe? Well, in 2000, the economy was booming before the dot-com bust and 9/11; in 2007, we hadn't had the mortgage banking economic collapse yet. I don't know the exact timeframe for the major movement of jobs overseas, but I know it was in full swing in 2010 when I graduated.

    Families where the breadwinner(s) have good steady jobs can often afford to support disabled family members or partners so they don't need to go on disability.

    In an employer's job market, where there are plenty of applicants for every job, it's harder to find work if you're not perfect.

    If you lose your health insurance along with your job in a layoff, and you weren't well enough paid to have thousands of dollars in COBRA premiums saved up, you can't afford treatment for chronic conditions that lead to disability. Or for physical therapy after accidents--sure, the ER has to treat your injury, but you don't get free PT, and without that PT you may not recover enough to work.

  7. i love the graphic art by dan stephens; do you know if it is in the public domain and available for others to use? or how to contact the artist?