Showing posts with label Scholarships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scholarships. Show all posts

Friday, November 12, 2010

Who needs school when you can have welfare?

What. The. Hell.

I have been spending hours looking for scholarships that I can apply for so that I can help pay for my masters degree.
So far, you're only qualified for financial aid if you are:

1.) an orphan
2.) left handed
3.) a minority
4.) an abuse victim
5.) a drug addict in recovery
6.) an athlete
7.) a convicted felon
8.) a minority woman

Forget the fact that there are white, right handed men and women who want to go to school and contribute to the world without falling into serious debt or anchoring their families down with bills and then proceeding to feel guilty for the rest of their lives!

No, no sir. It doesn't seem to matter. White people going for their masters degrees get to pay for it out of pocket, or get a loan! No one wants to give any more privilege than is necessary to the white person. Heaven forbid a white person with good grades with a mediocre life get some financial assistance for academic achievement!

And - guess what - you can't make me feel bad for this. White people contribute to diversity, too. Look at the Italian, Polish, German, Irish, Scottish, Danish, Russian, Finnish, French, Australian/Kiwi, English Americans in this country! Does that not SCREAM diversity? What about the diverse backgrounds we come from? Don't those count for anything?

Apparently not. White people are not allowed to ask for anything. Ever.
We're suppose to go into debt, get jobs, and try to pay off our debt while the government continues to rob us blind.

And don't forget to smile, if you complain - you're a racist.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The places we go.

Some people like to call me a racist.
Truth is, I'm not. I'm just incredibly critical (of everyone).
I am not against black people, or mexicans, asians, russians or whatever. I am, however, against people who can't give to others what is given to them.

Example:
Illegal immigrants. They work, tax free. They send the money back to Mexico, China, Vietnam - etc. Then, they are somehow magically granted free tuition for school and magical rights to vote. Hmm. Not even a citizen. Yes. They piss me off.

Example:
Refugees: I understand that we saved them... I am not for saving people. If the USA was in a huge crisis, I can guarantee that no one would step in and save us - and if they tried we would hate it.
Somehow, we continue to save the world. We grant our refugees 10,000 dollar housing allowances. They don't have to work for a period of time. They don't pay taxes for 7 years - but my taxes and yours buy their house, their food. Somehow they are granted magical voting rights and scholarships.
I don't like that.

If there is "racism" or "racial profiling" in this country, it's against white people. There is no white history month. There are no "just because you are white" scholarships. I can't get ANY aid because I'm white and because my dad makes over $70,000 a year. That's fair. Not. But I know, my taxes will pay for all the illegals, refugees, native americans (i am actually okay with that) and african-americans to go to school... for free. Oh, don't forget the athletes with 2.0 GPA's.
So I will work full time and keep my 3.5 so that you all can go to school for free. Oh, and when I need something - all those people certainly won't be there for me. Good thing I enjoy being "one for... one."

I am very much against socialism. Socialism is basically Communism's little sister. I don't want more taxes. I don't want to pay for your health care. I don't want to pay for bike paths, etc. America is on a slippery slope. It's corrupt.

I suggest following Glenn Beck or Sean Hannity.

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The Second Hand

A little red sprinter
Passing others quickly
Or, like a business man that’s trying to get to his meeting
On time.

This little red hand
The second hand
Measures every aspect of our lives
It touches everything.

It controls everything.

“When the red hand passes the 12, you’re late”
Who sat down,
Who created this little red life one day?
This eternal, little red life.

If I will it to stop
Or if I break it
Nothing will change.
There is no meaning in the red piece of plastic.

It’s what we can’t see.
That’s what we can’t control.