"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005
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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Sick of Occupiers UPDATED in bold in post

I am sick and tired of the occupiers.
I could care a less that a teeny portion of folks have so much wealth.
It is not the wealth of others that should concern anyone. It is the wealth we ourselves have that should be the issue.
When one proclaims poverty and lives in the United States we must be take a moment and truly assess their poverty.
So here goes:
Images of poverty of the occupiers:


Excuse me, I made a mistake...the above images are not of the poor woebegone Americans occupying cities around the USA. These images are of those that understand true poverty.
Here are the images I meant to post showing the occupiers:


Photo Credit: Jordan Malter

Note the gaunt faces of these poor lads. And the clothing-and the warm leather jacket, oh and the well groomed beard and clean hands...and banner sewn lovely to champion Poverty in the US.



The occupiers have it so bad that it has become a money maker for some filthy capitalist.


Photo Credit Julianne PepitoneOnce again, please note how frail and thin the occupiers are. With no tarps or tents to shelter them. No large plastic bins of surplus items from home that they have to do without...oh and no suitcases, no comfy couches, no well combed hair, no jewelry. Oh these poor~ poor Americans.



Photo Credit: Julianne Pepitone

Look how scrawny and underfed these occupiers are. Thank goodness they have someone to lead them in Tai chi and yoga...most times these poor folks loose weight because they have no food. What a blessing for them to exercise while being so~ so~ so poor. My how sad it is that they all appear in such filthy rags, with unkempt hair. Poor Americans...thank you for allowing the world to see how harsh conditions are for you.

Photo credit: Daniel Fitzsimmons
UPDATE: I removed Daniel Fitzsimmons photograph because he asked me to do so.  If you would like to see the image I had here originally, please click on his name. 

The pain of sharing these images has been horrible. I mean poor in America have so little. How dare the rich treat the poor so bad?!! I mean the poor here in America have only cell phones, Ipods, incredible cameras, sunglasses, backpacks, comfy shoes, shower facilities, food, clothing, bicycles, cars, computers, homes, oh and one extra special little bitty thing. Many of the occupiers have college loans. HOLY SMOKES!! Poor in the USA go to college after attending schools that are free. Oh and the public schools that provide FREE education also transport the children each day and will feed any child breakfast and lunch on USA's dime.

If that is not enough...over 45* million Americans are given food benefits.
And guess what? EVERY Emergency Room in the nation will treat ANYONE-regardless of finances.

Oh and these poor Americans that are moaning and crying about how that darn 1 percent is a problem need to BE QUIET.

Here are some images of Americans we should be thankful for and I am not going to beat around the bush. Many Americans are exactly like my family...
Which is one where the dreams of my father are upon a Memorial Wall in Washington DC
Captain David P. Gibson KIA April 8, 1967

Where my second son is one of the 71% that make up our volunteer fire departments across the nation. Second is on the right.

Oh and the young man on the left? That is my oldest. I chose this image as our soldiers are seen as one, unidentifiable aside from the uniform...yet while sometimes months from being considered a child in the US, the men and women in uniform serve all of us. They do so not because someone is so wealthy or so poor...but because there still are a few that do appreciate that America is an incredible place, but she needs to have her people stand and work for her. She cannot serve them. Through the sweat of every generation we have stood and become the place of hope. People are not trying to flee this land...no they are sneaking in daily. Trust me, I live on the southern border.

So to the occupiers- I say GO HOME. We need not have you pretend to stand for any of us. Most, instead share a legacy similar to my family~here on the farm and thank God for that.

Jennifer not a percentage, not a hyphenated American-
instead quite simply
an American



*edited I had 14 million