Better hope you get a singing Betty Hutton.
Look, far be it from me to tell anyone what to do…but when you think about how many friggen kooks there are strolling the planet, I for one, would surely not want to be an AIG employee caught in the quagmire of some crackpot that’s decided “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!” and go on a friggen rampage at your offices. So, might I suggest that you people cave. Cave, bitch, cave. Don’t take that money and run. Just run. Run for the hills. ‘Cause if you ignore this nationwide outcry…I would surely get no pleasure is saying, “See? I told you so”, when some toothless, unemployed yahoo in army fatigues comes a callin’ with a rifle in one hand and a pistol in the other. Sound far fetched? Well, I hope so for your sake.
As far as I am concerned, this situation is beyond tenable, it’s now borderline scary and you might consider being the ones to help set a new tone in regards to the blessed buck and participate in the new culture that is bubbling under the surface. It’s a culture not solely based on greed, but a hybrid of capitalist with a spiritual edge. That means, you care what others think and if need be, do with a bit less. Wanna sound like Sarah Pailin and call me a socialist or a commie? Be my guest. What I intend to sound like is someone that has your best interest at heart. So listen up, be gratious, back off the $165,000,000,000 bonus packages, hug your family and thank your luck stars that your offices are not in the Midwest…cause you’d be a cooked goose by now.
