George Bush’s Grocery War
It’s shopping season at the Big K and I’m throwing down dinners and lunches and snacks in the wheeled hand basket going quickly toward Hell’s Own Checkout Stand, groaning and moaning all the way to any other shopping willing to listen.
Bananas are up 12 cents per pound. Toilet paper—that’s right, the stuff you use to, well, uh, never mind; you get the idea—is pushing more than a buck a roll. Up, up, up. Fuel oil up. Natural gas, up.
“Dang,” I mutter as I pick up a can of cashews that are actually on sale for a decent price, “something I can afford.”
“That’s hard to believe. I can’t find anything I can afford here in George W. Bush’s economy,” says the man next to me, obviously as agitated as myself. “It’s ridiculous. I can’t afford to buy (insert colorful metaphor), (insert flowery adjective) bag of potato chips but we can blow billions of dollars in Iraq in a war on terror that wasn’t a war until George W. Bush started it. Damn George W. Bush and his war and his economy.”
“Uh,” I say as he storms off.
I can’t say that I necessarily agree with him. I’m not willing to blame all of the financial fallout on George W. Bush or the war. I don’t really know who to blame it on.
I do know, however, that it’s not my fault.
Posted by Bryan McKenzie at 01:00 PM. Filed under: We, The People •
