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It's Political
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Straight Female / 65
What Goes Around Comes Around
In my youth it was all about sex, and we went headlong into it. Make love, the war was over. But right beside us things were going on.
I went to Colombia, Cartagena, with my cousin. She had a friend there. The people lived a very modest life and it was very obvious to me that we were a burden they didn't need or want. My cousin was oblivious and called me crazy, if they didn't want us, they would tell us. Suffice it to say I was uncomfortable.
I returned to college with a whole new understanding of class differences, and how rich we were, compared to them. It stuck to me. I met a guy in my senior year, he was a thinker not a doer. A rich kid from Maryland. He was going to solve all societies problems. He was so disconnected. He was angry that I didn't have a social conscience.
I went off to work. As a professional I was in the ivory tower. Most of our employees worked on the line. There was a definite unspoken line. Rich girls from Corporate didn't date blue collar guys on the line. Although we weren't 'rich'. I came to learn that there was a bounty of sorts within the guys on the line, get in the pants of a 'rich' girl and they got 'points'.
By then I was so jaded that when I met the man I married, it was refreshing to meet someone who understood the world. No one was right, no one was wrong. Just be thankful for your life, don't angst about things you can't control. And don't misread the do gooders, the money they intend to spend isn't theirs. And in a generation, things don't change, just the players.
Turning 65 I look around me, things haven't changed, the do gooders are still after my money. New faces, angry about the world. It's made up of rich and poor, and rich is always someone you don't know, you don't understand. Same with the poor.
I went to Colombia, Cartagena, with my cousin. She had a friend there. The people lived a very modest life and it was very obvious to me that we were a burden they didn't need or want. My cousin was oblivious and called me crazy, if they didn't want us, they would tell us. Suffice it to say I was uncomfortable.
I returned to college with a whole new understanding of class differences, and how rich we were, compared to them. It stuck to me. I met a guy in my senior year, he was a thinker not a doer. A rich kid from Maryland. He was going to solve all societies problems. He was so disconnected. He was angry that I didn't have a social conscience.
I went off to work. As a professional I was in the ivory tower. Most of our employees worked on the line. There was a definite unspoken line. Rich girls from Corporate didn't date blue collar guys on the line. Although we weren't 'rich'. I came to learn that there was a bounty of sorts within the guys on the line, get in the pants of a 'rich' girl and they got 'points'.
By then I was so jaded that when I met the man I married, it was refreshing to meet someone who understood the world. No one was right, no one was wrong. Just be thankful for your life, don't angst about things you can't control. And don't misread the do gooders, the money they intend to spend isn't theirs. And in a generation, things don't change, just the players.
Turning 65 I look around me, things haven't changed, the do gooders are still after my money. New faces, angry about the world. It's made up of rich and poor, and rich is always someone you don't know, you don't understand. Same with the poor.
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