Wall Street smiles. Main Street drowns. That's the setup now. The stock market shoots through the roof. Numbers flash green, CEOs cheer. They're winning every day. You're losing even on payday. Doesn't matter how many hours you put inyour wallet stays flat, your bills keep stacking. And guess what? That's not a glitch. That's the design.
Politicians throw crumbs. Billionaires get buffet tables. One guy writes a check and walks away with a tax break the size of your entire year's earnings. You fill out forms, triple-check deductions, and still end up paying more than guys who fly to space for fun. That's the economy now. It's not brokenit's rigged.
Look around. Gas stations, pharmacies, grocery storesthey all feel like robbery scenes now. You walk in for toothpaste, come out with a receipt that looks like a crime report. They say inflation is temporary. So is your patience. You're working harder, sacrificing more, and they still tell you to "tighten the belt." Your belt's already down to the last hole. They've never worn one.
Jobs? They'll tell you there are plenty. But try finding one that actually pays what your effort is worth. Not some gig economy scrap that chews up your time and throws back pennies. Not a 9-to-5 that stretches into a 7-to-9. People clock in, clock out, still can't make rent. Meanwhile, one tweet adds a billion to some tech guy's net worth. Fair game? Not even close.
They praise the economy. "Look at the numbers," they say. They love charts. Bar graphs. Buzzwords. GDP this, CPI that. But they never mention your fridge being half empty. They don't talk about parents choosing between dinner and diapers. They're thrilled the economy is "growing." What they mean istheir economy is. Yours? Yours is shrinking. Crumbling. Collapsing.
The American dream used to mean something. You work, you win. You hustle, you climb. But now? It's a nightmare wrapped in a suit. You hustle just to stay still. You grind harder than ever, and the finish line moves. Retirement? That's a fantasy. Pensions are ghost stories. Your 401(k) is a joke. Social Security? You might not see a dime.
You pay taxes. You obey the rules. And what do you get? Bridges that fall apart. Schools with broken AC. Hospitals that cost you a second mortgage. Meanwhile, billions get pumped into nonsense. Foreign aid. Defense contracts that line corporate pockets. Bailouts for companies that haven't balanced a checkbook in twenty years. But you ask for affordable housing, and they scoff. You mention student loan relief, they laugh. Unless it's their nephew at Yale. Then, it's a national emergency.
They'll tell you the system works. Of course, it worksfor them. They built it for themselves. They own the banks, they write the laws, they bankroll the campaigns. They dine with senators. You barely afford lunch. They whisper behind closed doors, cut deals in backrooms. You stand in line at the DMV praying your registration didn't expire. Different worlds.
Look at real estate. You try buying a home now. Just try. A starter house costs more than your parents' dream home. And if you do manage to get your foot in, interest rates snap it off. But big companies? They scoop up homes like poker chips. They turn neighborhoods into rental farms. And you pay them monthly just to breathe.
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