Tuesday, October 28, 2008

File this under "Things That Make Me Want To Stab Myself In The Head."

Remember A.I.G.? They're the insurance company that was in such dire straits that we had to loan them over $100 billion in taxpayer funds so they wouldn't go bankrupt. You know, because if we didn't give them that money (and forgive me if I'm not getting the technical financial terminology right), America would explode.

The good news is that A.I.G. learned its lesson. The company realized that Congress had entrusted them with huge amounts of taxpayer money and vowed that they would live up to that trust by being fiscally responsible.

No, I'm totally kidding. That would only be true if were living in an episode of "Gossip Girl" and the taxpayers were Mrs. Van der Woodsen and A.I.G. was Serena and instead of "Over $100 billion in taxpayer funds so they wouldn't go bankrupt," you insert "$300 for that really cute pair of designer jeans."

Sadly, we do not live in an episode of "Gossip Girl." Instead we live in America where, in lieu of aforementioned trustworthiness and fiscal responsibility, A.I.G. opted to do the following with the money:

1) Spend $442,000 on a "retreat," including $22,000 in spa treatments, for sales agents.

2) Pay $86,000 for executives to attend a partridge hunt at an English manor. (My favorite quote from an A.I.G. executive was: "The recession will go on till about 2011--but the shooting was great today.")


3) Lobby Congress for less regulation of mortgage originators. Let's just clarify that one, shall we? The company was using the money Congress loaned them to convince Congress to let them get themselves into another situation where we will have to bail them out with even more money. Genius.

4) Pay the executives who helped make this company fail bonuses worth millions of dollars. Seriously, if they ever need someone with no business sense at all to make their next company fail, I'll happily volunteer.

There is good news, though. I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico. Oh, and also, in the last few days, New York Attorney General Andrew Cuomo convinced A.I.G. to suspend payments on the bonuses and stop the outrageous company outings. Meanwhile, after some cajoling from Senators, the company announced that it will stop lobbying Congress.

Maybe now A.I.G. will stop acting like a fourteen year old who just found his mommy's credit card? Sorry, that's not really a fair analogy.

A fourteen year old would be way more fiscally responsible.

(Originally posted by me on http://www.meltingpotproject.com)

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Before the debate, can we just get one thing out of the way? The candidates love America. Seriously, they LOVE it. Our presidential candidates love America almost as much as they support the troops which, as they make abundantly clear about thirty-seven thousand times a day, is a LOT.

They love America so much that if one of the debate questions tonight is, "If you love America so much, why don't you marry it?", I can only assume both candidates would respond, "Only, and I mean ONLY because I am already married and America does not allow polygamy. Oh, and also I wouldn't do it if America is male because I am iffy on the idea of same-sex marriages. Other than that, find me a preacher and get America a white dress, 'cause I'm ready to get hitched!"

So can we just concede the following? McCain loves America. Obama loves America. Joe Biden loves America. And, doggone it, Sarah Palin loves America.

There.

Now maybe they can talk about something that matters.
Vice President Dick Cheney is taken to the hospital for irregular heartbeats on the very same day that former First Lady, Nancy Reagan is hospitalized for a broken pelvis.

Coincidence? Or the painful aftermath of wild geriatric Republican sex.

You be the judge.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

This time it's not my fault.

Usually when I don't write in my blog its because I'm lazy or I've run out of ideas or there is an "Iron Chef" marathon on the Food Network.

But this time it's because my computer is broken. It won't even turn on. It just sits, staring at me sadly, having been demoted from the position of "Most Important Machine in Jill's Life" to "Excellent Place to Set Drinks."

So I guess what I'm saying is, where are the kids nowadays getting their computer's fixed? Any suggestions as to computer geniuses in the NYC area?

Help.