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It was just Dad and I at the house around dinner time last night. He got home a few minutes after me, then we proceeded to scour the kitchen pantries for dinner -- settling on Cheerios for me and cheese and Triscuits for Dad.

What a hearty meal for the both of us.

I think watching Food Network while I forced down flavorless Cheerios, made them easier to swallow. I imagined they tasted like the oh-so-decadent looking angel food cake with caramelized strawberries on top and before I knew it, I'd eaten my whole dinner. :)

We flipped over from Food Network to CNN and spent the next half hour talking over the news anchors. One thing my dad and I are, without doubt, is Union people. And what's the first bit of news on CNN when we click over -- Boeing outsourcing all their work. Yippee-ky-eh!

So we're giving away more American jobs. Right bunch of geniuses we are.

Meanwhile, the majority of Americans are already underpaid, in debt, out of work, and desperate. (If you're not one or more of those things, pay it forward.)

We have millions of skilled and educated people already looking for work, desperate to make an amount of money that could help them feed their families. And Boeing, our Air Forces largest provider, is giving it's work to a foreign country.

How freaking bogus.

The AMERICAN aerospace king is turning to Russian aircraft engineers and Indian software geeks (no offense, pals) because of their immense technical skill and their impossibly cheap wages. All the while, the Americans are growing poorer and poorer, less and less educated, and inching closer to poverty with every word spoken about Boeing's outsourcing.

I just want to know when Americans are going to start taking care of Americans instead of just finding a way around the current issue -- just because you turn a blind eye, doesn't mean the issue goes away.

The work gets outsourced because we have higher wages here. We have higher wages here because the cost of living is higher. And we have a higher cost of living because EVERYTHING is outsourced (and thus must be imported).

Tell me I'm not the only one who sees it this way ...

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Laura said…
i tagged you in my blog.

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