Almost got scammed, got caught up in the latest. I think people who prey on the unemployed and underemployed deserve the hottest spot in hell. I want to work so bad I'm getting vulnerable.

I feel greatful for all those who died for this country. I pray it not be in vain.

The government is my shepherd:
I need not work.
It alloweth me to lie down on a good job;
It leadeth me beside still factories;
It destroyeth my initiative.
It leadeth me in a path of a parasite for politic's sake;
Yea though I walk through the valley of laziness and deficit-spending,
I will fear no evil, for the government is with me.
It prepareth an economic Utopia for me, by appropriating the earnings of my own grandchildren.
It filleth my head with false security;
My inefficiency runneth over.
Surely the government should care for me all the days of my life,
And I shall dwell in a fool’s paradise forever.

The DFW unemployment rates is just below 4% right now that may be good news. But, exactly does that mean. Its like and old proverb: "Its a recession when your neighbor is unemployed its a depression when you're unemployed." But upon further review these "jobs" are service sector jobs and the satisfaction among employed is extremely low. Well we can't have it all. We wanted to by cheap goods from foreign countries and now we are reaping what we have sown.

I just got back from a job fair out of 100 people there 90% where white men in their 50's. Huh. reparations! Jesse, I couldn't pay them if I had to. I'll vote for Obama. Can't though, cause I hate partial birth abortions. Maybe I'll ask Rev Wright for a job shining his shoes (to make up for my ancestors treachery of which I have benefited so much.) I'm taking time off my job search and going to rent "Falling Down," as a how to movie. Just kidding!! Anyway, I look like sheriff Joe Arpaio maybe I could be his stand in. Anyway,my point is we're all on the sinking ship the USA Titanic and the rats leaving are only the first sign of trouble. I'm just keeping on. Hanging on to God.

I'm sitting here waiting for the phone to ring. I've been trying to stir up activity so I can land a job. If one more "Job's counselor," tells me God is teaching me patience I may throw-up. I know, but my bills are rather impatient. I'm a doer more than a thinker anyway. My wife could busy herself during her unemployment, but I am focused on the job hunt, period. Its ingrained in my work ethic. Anyway the walls are closing in and I'm fighting depression.