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Post by dgriffin on Sept 30, 2010 7:19:48 GMT -5
So Kracker, aren't you going to tell us why you chose your name?  Hahahaha! I doubt it. You write too well. |
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Post by Clipper on Sept 30, 2010 11:26:39 GMT -5
Welcome to the world of most of us here at Clipper's Corner Kracker. It seems that anyone "less than wealthy" in today's world is considered poor white trash by the establishment. I am a happy, trashy, financially stable, but less than wealthy American myself. I don't know about the rest of you, but that to me is a hard earned badge of honor. I take it to mean that I don't have much, but what I do have I worked hard to earn, and will kick some ass when anyone tries to take it from me. This "sharing" and "redistribution of wealth" is total bullsh*t. It is a world of survival of the fittest. I have struggled over the years on more than one occasion, and have been without medical coverage, and literally working on my last dime to eat and keep a roof over my head. I spent an entire winter standing in snow up to my ass, cutting up cars with a torch after being laid off at Chicago Pneumatic. I was a qualified machinist, a licensed truck driver, and also knew how to operate heavy equipment. When the job market is slow, we do what we have to in order to feed our families. The idea that there is NO jobs is bullsh*t. There might not be any "good" jobs, but there is work for those willing to do it.
Happy to know you Kracker, "my white trash brother".
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2010 15:42:11 GMT -5
Boy, Clipper, it seems that we've both been down the same road! I know where you're coming from & I've been thru every damn scenario that u described. Yep, I've had my share of shit duty, but I thank the Lord that I have a job that I'm secure in & hopefully in a few years I can retire & let someone else worry about it. I think I've worked hard enough for it & earned it. Yea, it's survival of the fittest, no doubt about it. God Bless.
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Post by bobbbiez on Sept 30, 2010 15:42:14 GMT -5
HEY! Ya forgot someone? How bout your white cracker b*tch sister. It is a effort to make you happy but we do force ourselves to do it once in a while. 
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Post by dgriffin on Sept 30, 2010 16:13:43 GMT -5
I still wanna know where "kracker" comes from. I was never white trash. We lived on Cornhill and West Utica in flats, but we weren't trash. Uneducated, some of us, maybe, but brought up to be moral and fair. My background was not terrifically comfortable, but it was adequate. |
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Post by Clipper on Sept 30, 2010 16:44:25 GMT -5
Heck Dave, we are all trash in the eyes of the elite. I was brought up in a family where we often ate french toast for supper, or hot dogs and macaroni salad because it was a cheap way to feed a family when my dad was out of work. I wore hand me down clothes from an uncle that is only two years older than myself, and we only got new clothes once a year, two pairs of pants, two shirts and a pair of new shoes, when school started. I wore plenty of $2 sneakers from the State St. Mill or Stars, and remember all too well having kids make fun of my high water pants or faded shirt. When I was old enough to work on the farm and deliver papers, I spent my money on clothes and gifts for my parents and siblings. I would only spend a minimal amount on chips and soda or candy. My dad would pump gas, and deliver telephone books and pizzas to insure that us kids had a decent Christmas. We lived a life of borderline poverty, but we were happy and I was always proud of my dad and his deep dedication to family and to us kids. I held that respect and appreciation for his efforts until the fall of 2008 when he left this earth to receive his heavenly reward for all that hard work. Yep, we were "trash" to the rich kids, but I can almost promise you that we grew up happier and better equipped to take on the world than any of those rich kids that looked down their noses at us.
I was lucky enough to qualify for a 10 point veteran's preference in hiring at Griffiss. I was hired as an apprentice crash firefighter 7 years after I took the civil service test. I spent the next twenty five year blessed with security, decent wages and benefits, and a good life, until the cold war ended and they closed Griffiss. I thank the Lord that I was qualified for an early retirement and a severance package. God has been good to this old fart. I have worked all my life, working at least one part time job along with my full time jobs and putting aside a nickel or two for a rainy day. I am thankful to have reached retirement age and to be able to reap some of the benefits of my labors. I wish you well in your pursuit of that retirement Kracker. You obviously and most certainly have earned it. God bless you my friend.
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