Lady Cate's Blog

The One Thing That Keeps Aluding Me

ldycate — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 17:17:24 +0000

Going through different moods, emotions, thoughts jump, run, and dance in my head.

Feeling like I am up, down, going around in circles, and at times flying high, soaring above everything.

The happenings, movement, days, nights and weekends run together in a whirlwind of activity.

Work, fun, outings, instruments, classes together, separate, the same, such is life.

We eat, drink, smoke, dance, play, work, and be.

Riding, talking, enjoying togetherness, company and the companionship that goes with being close.

How do I feel, How should I feel, when fibers of my being scream out in want.

Scripture says, “Thou Shall Not Want.” But it seems I am always in wanting.

Getting so close, hairs breath always to what I want, desire, crave, and pray for.

So close that breath, energy, life, heat, and spirits connect…yet always a catch, always a chink, a thorn or wrench

Thrown in to keep me at bay.

It is not the others fault, but my experience, perception.

I live by a code of Faith not Fear…and will continue this belief.

I know everything is done for my eventual good

But why do I have to continue to wait for one thing in life that I have most desired? Why God? Universe? Gaia?

I Minister, serve, do be, pay forward.

Positivity, energy I give out with lavishness, seeking a higher plane paying it forward at every available bend or fork in the road.

Staying busy, busy, busy, to where there are days of exhaustion.

Thought always go back to one thing…the where is mine…where is the one thing I have been praying for since I was old enough to want such?

I see it happen for others at a touch…they pair up, love, laugh, play, and frolic like bunnies.

It is seems to always be just out of reach for me… several times it was almost mine…engagements, longterm relationships, lovers, friends.

Something happens that it is not lasting…a death, quirk, argument, misunderstanding, family but ins, they find someone else…

Then there is the part where I am a friend, always a friend, buddy, pal…or FWBs…WTF!…WTH!…just not right.

I wait…I stand…I live…I go…I continue…I hold on to the Faith that one day that thing that is a hares breath away,

The thing that seems to get others but alludes me like a plague, the one thing I crave other then God in this life will find me, grab hold of me and shake me to my core to where I am in want no more.

I will see the eyes, feel the touch, graze the brow, the energy, heat, smell, and fibers of being will explode in rapture…

I have faith it is yet to be mine…I will hold on…I will wait…I will continue…

Until IT comes to me.

I LOVE YOU

ldycate — Tue, 21 Jun 2011 03:37:34 +0000

A friend of mine used this as a status on their FB this evening. I was touched by the words. I found it to be so poetic.

I love you. It’s as simple as that. You don’t have to impress me, you don’t have to change anything about yourself to protect the inner secrets you keep. They don’t matter to me. I see you as beautiful, complete, a god in sheep’s clothing, a soul on a sacred journey through the flesh, blood, toil and joy of this world, a peaceful warrior who is slowly discovering what I see in you now; that you are the center of the universe and the object of adoration by every rock, tree, cloud, and blade of grass. You are the reason I am here. Thank you. …David (Two-Crows) Rutland

This so happened to be from someone I love and admire. This person is someone I highly respect as a person, minister, and friend. I think the words should be shared with others.

A Little About Me…Who is Lady Cate

ldycate — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 14:25:46 +0000

Born November 12, 1963, about 3 pm in the afternoon at Grant Hospital in downtown Columbus, Ohio, to Clara, and Ronald.

A very precocious, stubborn, bold, self willed child. No trouble, as an infant, just like to eat as I do now. When I learned to talk, I was a child of many questions, so much so, people would go the other way when they saw me coming. I was an intelligent child, talking clearly at age 2, potty trained and attending Rickman’s Nursery School on Woodlawn Avenue.

I started reading at age 4. Since have always had my head in a book. I have more books then clothes. Used to hide away just so I could read. Would get trouble for reading and not getting chores done. I did not care if you took away my TV, Radio, or stereo, back then punishment was taking away my books. I had a very decent IQ at an early age.

I have always been interested in Religion and Spiritual things. Was always at church. I did not want to be around children my age, but would promise to sit quietly while the Ministers had their meetings. Since my parents were Ministers, I was able to attend. Through my maternal grandparents, I learned the ways of the Hills, Appalachian Folkways or medicine. This of which came down from the Native Americans, Irish Celts, Mongolians and Africans in my ancestry line. They told me that I was given gifts by the Creator, and should always use them for the good of others. If I used them wrong or badly, a curse would be upon me. So I learned while they were alive. Some things I could not share with “Church” people. They believed, these things were of the devil, when they were really of God. God gives all good and perfect gifts.

As I grew up, my family tried to mold me and sometimes beat me into what they thought I should be. A Good God fearing Christian, Educated, and Republican. I remember turning 18, getting ready to vote my 1st election, my grandfather Wilbur G. Mac came to me and said, “Our family is Republican, we have voted Republican since we have been in this country.” Only thing I could say was OK…I did vote for Ronald Regan. I did love this President.

My parents wanted me to be a medical doctor, but my math and science grades never produced A’s or B’s, but C’s, so they decided it would be good if I became a Counselor/Minister or teacher like themselves. If nothing else, I could do Social work.

I went to college, Bowling Green State, then OSU and Columbus State where I studied Psychology, Business, and Music, I attend World Harvest Bible School, now Valor Christian College studying Pastorial Counseling, I took classes at the Lutheran Theological Seminary, doing an internship in Newark, Ohio, at a small church as their youth Pastor along with a young man I was seeing at the time. I attended Hebrew School at Temple Beth Shalom in Columbus, then Messianic studies at Temple Beth Messiah, and later got a certificate in Rabbinical Studies from The Jewish Theological Seminary in New York in ’08. My 1st real Ministry jobs were volunteering and working on staff at World Harvest Church through ’91, and with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship off and on from ’83 to ’01. There is so much more to the present day. I can’t share it all on here, but I am working on my autobiography.

In my family trying to mold me into what they thought I should be, gave me many heart aches, and problems. I was depressed a lot of the time. I knew I wasn’t what they wanted. I was always the “Black Sheep.” and felt I could do nothing right… During my late 20′s, early 30′s I went through a very dark period, to where I was on 8 prescribed medications a day. I also got into a work accident, to where my back got fractured in 3 places, and became paralyzed from the waist down in ’92. I was so miserable, I ate myself to over 400 pounds. I could not move or hardly do anything for myself. Through all this I tried to keep going knowing God would deliver me from it all, I had my Faith…I tried not to dwell on me so much as trying to help others. I got my legs back by ’96 after lots of physical therapy, and found a way to get over 150 pounds off also, I got down to about 250. I then worked for Chase, also worked at Lifetime Fitness Center for the free membership, until I found I had Leukemia in ’98. With this I became weak, and had to stop working, going on disability from work then later SSD. With the chemotherapy and steroids, I went back up to over 300 pounds. I asked God why could I not get a cancer that took weight off not put it on…he was having fun with me. I survived and endured with the help of my Faith, friend Mary Jenkins, her 3 sons, and my Pastor Dr. David C. Forbes, who offered me his bone marrow if needed, until God gave me a miracle. Only very few knew what I was going through, my family didn’t even know. I wanted Faith, not Fear guiding me. I wanted strong people standing in agreement for my healing, not sympathy or even empathy. Then after passing out at EILMs one Sunday, I died, and was pronounced dead for 5 minutes… My experience is that I went to the light, I went to a place where a Being (angel, spirit, person) told me to wait in a bright white room with lovely music, after what seemed like 30 minutes, it came back and told me that I was not staying. We then walked back to a tunnel, and I saw myself float down back into my body in the ER of OSU Hospital East. There beside the bed was my dad Ronald, Mary Jenkins, and David Chase, associate pastor of CCC at the time. Soon after I knew I was to leave Columbus, Ohio and go to NYC. When I wad healed and the cancer went into remission in ’01 I was asked to wait a year, before leaving. At the end of ’02 I packed up what I could and moved to Brooklyn, New York where I lived until November of 2008.

New York is where I finally shed off everything that was someone else ideal of me or mold. I became the authentic ME, the creator wanted me to be. One of the 1st things is that I was going on age 38 and was still a virgin. I always wanted to wait for “Mr. Right, or who God sent as my husband,” but that did not seem to be happening, so I indulged with a guy I was seeing. Not very good the 1st time, nor with that person on later tries, but later found sex was a good thing. I decided to only indulge with someone I was in a set relationship with. So I was not just out there. I do have my morals, values, and religious teachings to think of. I did not feel that I was in sin, that is being a stumbling block to others or another person. Everyone sins, judging, gossip, thinking ill of another, is also sin and I knew fellow Christians who did that daily from my church on a regular basis. I knew to God, sin is sin, no big or little, if something is done maliciously, with evil intent, it is sin, and karma is the reward. We reap what we sow. Me having sex with someone I cared about was not sin, at least to me. I have never felt guilt, from God in my spirit, just other humans, and their wicked, twisted thoughts and ways. One thing I am sad about, I got pregnant and lost the baby at the end of the 1st trimester. He would have been 7 years old in April. The guy i was seeing took it worse at the time then I did.

I was ME, in NYC, from that point on, living there I learned so much about others and myself. I learned to Authentically love and accept others of every race, origin, orientation, and set, as Jesus loved, as God meant for us to love. I taught on the streets, parks, and subway as Jesus did. I did not hang in the “church,” all the time as I did before. I LIVED, I was out and about when not working a regular job. Living life as I never did before, loving me and others. Seeing sights, and just enjoying myself, whither I had money or not. When I did not have money, God provided. I would go someplace and someone picked up my check, or bought my drinks for me. I got invited to parties, celebrity events, even out to the Hampton s for a weekend at a lavish home. Things I would never thought of or done if I stayed in Columbus, Ohio. I got to be on staff at 2 different ministries. One, I saw start with one meeting at the Manhattan Center, to now being one of the biggest nondenominational ministries in New York, called The Journey. The Divine used me to help grow it. I gave them what I knew from Columbus, working with WHC and EILMs, then when I came back to Columbus, I gave EILMs, back what I learned at The Journey. Now, EILMs is using some to their Ministry methods now.

In 2002 I decided I was never going to let anyone or anything other then God dictate how I was to act, or who I was to be. I did not care anymore what people thought or said about me. I was from that point on delivered from people and a big weight was lifted off my shoulders. I only had to please God. I only had to answer to God, and if someone did not like it, then they could just go to God with their problem. I would ask them to please pray for me if they thought I had a problem, sometimes I was bold enough to tell others, that I would pray that God would help them with their problem with me. I was respectful to those over me, teaching me, of whom had authority over me, like Pastors, Counselors, and Teachers in the Faith and at work. When I got delivered from people, God saw that my Ministry grew, the Divine opened so many doors for me in NYC I thought could never be opened, I went places and associated with people I thought never possible. I had adventures, I would have never had if I stayed in Columbus. My time in NYC was awesome, and I praise God for every year, month, week, day, hour, minute and second I spent there. It was not an easy tenure, but I was worth it.

In late ’08 I moved back to Columbus, Ohio, because I need to get my legs operated on.

The person I am today, what you see is what you get. Sassy, bold, assertive, loving, kind, friendly, not pious, not stuck up, or prudish, (and hate to say), sometimes lusty and busty, ha, ha . I am CATIE, I am who God made, meant for me to be. If someone does not like it, they have to take it up with the Divine, Great Spirit,Almighty God, Creator of the Universe. He/She made me. I was skillfully and wonderfully made. I have continued my Path, Purpose, as the Divine sees fit. Yes, I am a Minister, not your conventional, pious, stuck up, suit wearing, finger pointing, judgment giving minister. I will speak the truth in love, Always. I will pray for you, send healing your way, do and use all the gifts given to me by the Great Spirit. I will help lead you on the right path, and into salvation if wanted or needed. I also will sup with you, have a drink with you, love and care for you as a brother, sister, friend and fellow minister in Christ or because you are a fellow human being.

Not all know how to take this ME, but its not for you to question or know, but to accept unconditionally as the Creator accepts you the same way. Love and Forgive. This is Lady Cate…Love, hate or be indifferent. The choice is always yours…

I hope you chose Love.

Peace and Blessing to All from above…Nameste and Shalom.

Earning a Living VS. Living Off Disability

ldycate — Wed, 23 Mar 2011 05:18:52 +0000

I am grateful that after not working for a little over 2 years I finally got a job at the end of July 2010. I am now working for a major Midwest grocery store chain. While this is not the best career for me, nor is it in the field I studied in college, one has to pay the bills, put gas in the car, let alone maintenance, and eat. Right? I work 20 hours a week for $9.30/hr which comes out to be around $167 net. Yes, about $20 from each check goes to the government, the city where I work, the state, and Fed, this because I am single with no dependents. Between this and another small income, I live on about $1200 a month. While I was on unemployment for my last job, I lived on about $1600 a month. But the bright side is $1200 is better then nothing.

Now if I decided not to work, and go on total SSD, I would get $982/month this is $782 from SSD, and $200 in food assistance and have all my health insurance covered by medicaid and medicare, because I have a documented disability to my back and legs. In deciding to work, I get to pay medicare a monthly premium and still have bills from my doctors office that aren’t covered. So right now between working and not working there is a $218 difference. So I can sit on my butt all day at home for $982 or go out and work for $1200. What would you chose?

Choosing between the 2, I chose to go to work. If I sat at home, I would just be depressed, want to eat, and then gain weight, making me heavier then I already am. By going to work, I have already lost over 25 pounds. I am pretty happy. My feet, legs, and back hurt by the end of my shift, but I have made an honest living. Not lived off the government or tax payers.

I have watch some of my own lazy family(cousins) members sit at home collecting money from the government, by having babies, declaring mental illness, or some other disability, when they are well able to go out and work a job. I know the job market is hard, but I have watched them over the years grow fat and spoiled by the system. One thing, the system makes it hard to get off of it. Makes it too easy to sit home and chill.

I do feel sorry for those with legitimate disabilities who are trying to get SSD and keep getting denied 3 and 4 times being thrown into the street, because they can’t pay bills. They can’t work, nor can they get any assistance. It is a sad thing. Our government system is so wacked. They can send millions over seas, but they can’t help give a hand up to those here at home, or those with legitimate medically documented problems. Especially in this economy. They can bail out Wall Street, but can’t bail out the family next door who is almost homeless.

I am grateful to be working none the less. I feel better, good in my spirit for it.

The Cost of a Relationship (especially a longdistance one)

ldycate — Sat, 12 Feb 2011 22:13:15 +0000

Last April I started seeing a guy that lives up near Cleveland, Ohio. I have grown to care for this man very much. He has many good qualities, among them is that he is loving, caring, kind, and not a bad lover. He is tall, thin, strong, decent body, and he has a good wit and sense of humor. This guy comes from a nice family, of which I have met 3 out of 6 siblings, and he himself has 2 children which are adults. I can tell this man is well read, intelligent, and has a vast life’s experience. Much has not gone his way, and in so he has many negative issues he is trying to workout.

I went into this friendship with my eyes wide open. Knowing the situation. This guy has not worked in over 2 years. His excuse is that he is recovering from alcoholism and physical injury to his back. I can see this is true. I myself and his family have been encouraging him to try to move forward. He lives with one of his brothers family, in their basement, but he wants him to move and get on his own asap. He has been living with his brother for over 18 months, with the only income being $200 in food benefits a month. Before this, he lived with a sister and her husband. They encouraged him as best they could, but saw him getting too comfortable, so that’s when he moved in with another family member. When we met, he wanted to move down to Columbus and in with me, but at the time I was living in a studio apartment. There was no way.

As I got to know this man better, I learned the whys and where fores of his situation, and how he got to where he is. It is because of bad choices in his life. Every time he got to a place where he was doing fine, and having a normal life, some how he sabotaged it. This is a pattern I have seen with many over and over in this life. So being a good friend, I thought to try to stick with him. I am not in the best of financial situations myself. At the time of our meeting, I was on unemployment, food assistance, and the state was picking up my health insurance premium. Since I started working part time in September, the state no longer picks up my premium, and I no longer get food assistance. A reduction $320 in my monthly income. I make $640/month at my part time job. So I am only ahead by $320/by working.

I have been picking up the tab for our relationship. I had been traveling to the Cleveland area at least once a month. I rented cars, gas, gotten hotel rooms, and I also have been paying for our food. This cost me so far $800 total. I have been the Man in this relationship. I was always taught that a man takes care of the tab, but since my friend is not working, has not had a real steady job in over 2 years, then I was trying to be the good person. I am finding it too hard for me to do. My last trip was New Years weekend. I made a vow to myself that I can’t do it anymore. He will have to try to find a way to come down and see me, or pay for the visits himself. As much as I care for him, like him, I can’t keep paying the tab. It is not my place to do so anyway. My income is only about $1200. I have rent, utilities, phone, health insurance, food, gas, and insurance for my car, and a couple credit cards to pay on. I am barely taking care of myself, let alone trying to take care of another person.

This nice guy, is waiting on SSD to go through. He is also getting ready to start a program through BVR which will help him get at least a part time job. Things are moving forward for him. I am praying positive things for his life. I do care for him deeply. I want the best for him. When I did move to a one bedroom apartment, he hinted again about moving in with me. His brother does want him out of his house so they can have their space back. I don’t blame his brother, but I can’t have him come live with me until he has an income, at least the SSD. Plus, I am not comfortable with a man I am not married to, or deeply in love with, living with me. Just not a good idea.

I do want to continue seeing this guy, I want to continue being friends. I really care for him a lot. There is potential there for him to have a great life, if he wants it and puts the work into it. I don’t see us getting married until he at least has some financial security, and gets his full healing of all that plagues him in his soul (mind, will, and emotions) and body. This can happen if he turns everything in his life completely over to God and stop making excuses. As I said in the beginning, he has great qualities. He is a good person. I just can’t keep footing the bill, not just the financial bill, but giving all the emotional and spiritual support also. I need this from someone that is going to be my significant other, my spouse. I need a person who is secure in not only finances, but spirit, soul and body. I need my significant other, spouse, husband and lover to be “The Man.” I just can’t do it all myself.

Feelings of the Heart

ldycate — Sat, 08 Jan 2011 05:29:13 +0000

Man was not made to be alone. We are put here on this earth to be in relationship with one another. Thus we have parents, siblings, friends, neighbors, coworkers, group members, religious associate, etc. The list can go on.

Everyone would like to find that special someone that completes them. There is an old saying that there is someone for everyone. I myself have been engaged 5 times. I right now have several admirers ranging in age from 18 to 65. Even my (step)grandfather said if he was a young man again, he would be interested. He is 89 years old. Mind you he was a handsome man back in his day. I know I am a beautiful woman inside and out. I am a BBW also, curvy and voluptuous. Not all men can take us on.

What I want to get to is, I have a dear friend. We have been seeing each other since April. I love him a lot, but I am not in love with him. He lives in another city, but I try to see him at least once a month. We try to spend quality time together, we also talk on the phone when we get a chance.

One thing I have noticed is that when we part, he is always depress for a couple days after. He hates to be apart from me. He is not working right now and is having a hard time finding something. He is also waiting on disability. I pray for him, I give him advice, and let him know I am supportive of his goals. My heart aches in empathy for him and his situation. I also like the companionship and the way he makes me feel, like I am very important.

My dilemma is that I need a man who has it together, spirit, soul and body in tact. I want someone who is financially secure. Someone who can treat me like a queen. I am tired of struggling. I am praying for him to get there, to be the guy I would like. I am praying that he would do this fore himself 1st and for most. He has to want it for himself. I don’t want anyone to try to change for me. My heart breaks for him. I hate that he is not the ambitious type of guy that I want. But I am wondering if I am not too picky, My main thing is motivation and income. I need these things from a companion. Not too much to ask is it? I can not support two people on what I have coming in, there is another income needed.

I just will have to wait this one out. He told me if someone better comes along to go with them. This is noble. We will see. I hate having these feelings. He is really a good man.

A Happy Healither Me

ldycate — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 02:25:33 +0000

I have been wondering about having a new years resolution for 2011. I have resolved not to make any. I will concentrate this new year on just working on being a Happy, Healthier, Me. I am not starting or going on any more diets. I am not starting or going on anyone exercise plan. I am going to try to follow my doctors order and eat healthier, walk, swim and make good food choices, and use portion control.

I am going to be a better me. I want to think more positive thoughts, speak positive words, and have Faith in my Higher Power to guide me in all truth. I will treat people as I want to be treated. I will do good deeds when I have the opportunity. I will do my job everyday with excellence in mind.

When I go out of my home, I want to look clean, neat, and crisp. I want to put my best foot forward at all times. I want to always try to have a smile on my face no matter what I am feeling like on the inside.

I know that tough times do not always last, but tough people do. This is going to be one of the best years of my life. I hope to do a lot of positive things and live life to the fullest when ever I can. Live, Laugh, and Love. Blessing, and Goodness. Peace and Harmony is mine.

What do the People whose 99 weeks of Unemployment Compensation are up do?

ldycate — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 16:59:20 +0000

What do the people do whose 99 weeks of unemployment compensation do? How do they pay their bills and take care of themselves and/or their families, once no money is coming in? Are we in for mass homelessness, when they have found no jobs yet?

I wrote this below on as a reply to another blog.

I do not blame this administration for all the unemployment. I have been unemployed for 2 years now. I have been looking for work since before Obama was in office, down sized before his administration. Our problems started back when NAFTA was signed into place. When everything started being made in China and Indonesia, India, Mexico, and imported in, when the call centers were outsourced to Mexico, India, and Philippines. I can’t call without getting someone with an accent I can hardly understand. Our jobs are now over seas and we are the new 3rd world country. I have friends who are trying to feed, house and clothe 5 kids on minimum wage. It is not one persons fault, it is all the big high mighty old mans club fault that is sitting up there on capitol hill that we elected into office over the years. It is whom ever signed the free trade act into law, it is a conglomerate of things, factors. I just wish it would all end soon. All I know is that I need a job and a car. My car is going fast, and w/o a job I can’t get another. I am tired of just getting by. Central Ohio is bad. The crime in Columbus this summer is out outrageous. Something needs to be done about all this really soon.

My 99 weeks are up. I am still looking for work. I put in at least 2 applications online a day. I am glad I only have me to care for and not a family. I have some money coming in enough to pay rent, but that is about it. No pocket money, really no gas or transportation money. If and when I find a job, do I walk or crawl when I have a disability with my legs? I know there are those worse off then me.

Just Monday I went to an open house for a Temporary agency, the young lady who interviewed me said the company she was recruiting for was only looking for college age workers. Can you say DISCRIMINATION. I let her know this. She said because they want those that they can pay minimum wage to who can work part time and any hours given to them. I told her there are people with doctorate degrees looking for such right now. So the company should not discriminate, and for her to becareful when talking to people she could get the EEO on her company and the one they were recruiting for.

I am wondering what is going to happen to us all out there, are we going to be forgotten? Or will someone be brave enough to take a stand somewhere, like a march on Washington or on some of our local Capitols.

Will there be tent cities again, I say make a big one on the Washington D.C mall oval. That should shake things up. Will people have to move to public lands? We need some real help, for real people in this country. If those that are rich could help out, to create jobs or send some of us back to school that would be great. I would love to go into Healthcare Management or administration. A 2 year program in my area is $36,000. I already have loans I can’t pay back right now, so that is out of the question. Even an 8 month program for medical coding and billing is $15,000. Two major hospitals in Central Ohio will be doing big hiring soon. I have no money to go to school to even be considered. I have no job to save money to pay for school. What do those in my situation do? How do we survive.

I keep praying, using my Faith to keep me sane.

Giving a Blessing vs Wishing Luck and Fortune (Faith vs Chance)

ldycate — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 19:56:48 +0000

When we ask some one to wish us Luck, or Fortune do we really know what we are asking? How about when we ask someone to Bless us or give us a Blessing? We ought to know these things because we are responsible for every word that comes out of our mouths, and what we say can come to pass. Do you live by CHANCE or do you live by FAITH?

DEFINITIONS
To Bless – to hallow or consecrate by religious rite or word, to invoke divine care for, to speak well of, to confer prosperity or happiness upon.
A Blessing – the act or words of one that blesses, approval, encouragement, a thing conducive to happiness or welfare, grace or prayer said usually at a meal.
Luck – a force that brings good fortune or adversity, the events or circumstances that operate for or against an individual, favoring chance.
to prosper or succeed especially through chance or good fortune, to come upon something desirable by chance.
Fortune- a hypothetical force or personified power that unpredictably determines events and issues favorably or unfavorably, prosperity attained partly through luck, the turns and courses of luck accompanying one’s progress, happen chance.

Now that you know, what would you rather have, would you rather have a blessing spoken over you or for you, or would like to have some one wish you luck or fortune.
This only matters if you live by Chance or live by Faith.
Your choice.

Unemployed Situation in USA, Lets have a Million Person March

ldycate — Fri, 16 Jul 2010 15:36:33 +0000

What if everyone who is unemployed here in America some how made their way to the Washington D.C Mall, oval. An unemployed million person type march. Would this get the attention of the elected people in office. If everyone, just camped out, made a big tent city, who have lost their homes to foreclosure, because of lost jobs, because of outsourcing, because of the economy, wall street and other factors. Because everything is imported since NAFTA, nothing hardly is made in the USA what happened to made in the USA and our jobs. What if everyone effected who could, up and converged on Washington, D.C? If they could not afford to travel to D.C, then went to their local Capitol lawns and camped out? It is public land, own by “We the People.” We who have used our blood, sweat and tears to make this country what it is. Especially those veterans who are home now and can’t find jobs, or are disabled and can’t provide for their families?

Would it make an impression on those rich old school guys in Washington D.C sitting high and mighty saying they are working for us? “REALLY,’ GIVE ME A BREAK. I need a job. Help me help you. I can’t pay taxes and keep D.C. running if I don’t have a job to pay taxes. Why is so much of our tax dollars going overseas, to lost causes, and to fund other countries projects. We here now are becoming the new 3rd world country. Help us out. We are in a DEPRESSION, NOT A RECESSION. Look really, closely at the unemployment situation, there is more then what the media or politicians are saying. Look at the upped crime rates. Look at what is going on at street level in moderate town USA. Do they really know in D.C. I say we do a MILLION PERSON UNEMPLOYED MARCH ON WASHINGTON D.C. OR YOUR LOCAL CAPITOL.

There are many unemployed right now. I myself have been unemployed since leaving NYC in late summer of 2008. I am surviving on about $670 a month given by SSD ( back and leg injury in ’92), but I would rather be working a regular job, earning a regular income, and being able to save toward future retirement and major purchases. I do work and not collect SSD when I can. I do have an impressive resume.

Right now I am living in a very small studio apartment. My cars transmission is slowing going, my rent $370 takes most of my income. What is left goes to phone, internet, electric, car insurance, apartment insurance, 3 credit cards of which I can make barely the minimum payments on, and gas.

I have been looking for a job since last August 2009, when after having 2 knee replacement surgeries my doctor released me back to work. I have really been looking for work since coming back to Ohio in late summer of 2008. I can say I have really been looking for work here in central Ohio for almost 2 years. I know I am not the only person. Our job leaders office on E. Broad has a 3 month waiting list to get in to help. There are job boot camps, and workshop given by the TV stations off and on, but the lines are so long, and I can’t stand on my feet for no longer then 30-40 minutes at a time without my back starting to hurt and my knees going stiff. What am I to do? How do I survive. I know there are those worse off then me. I am thankful for what I do have. I am not on the street or homeless. But what about those people with families who are on that verge? What about those who have lost their Unemployment payments, short, long and extended benefit who have not found work yet. What are these people to do? I say do the march, or if need be go camp out or squat on public land. It may happen anyway unless something is done soon.