I Can't Think of a Title Without Swearing.

As I sat in my office, I got a notification from CNN's app saying that the House of Representatives will not vote on any legislation regarding the so-called "Fiscal Cliff" until tomorrow.

I check out the full article (http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2012/12/31/house-unlikely-to-vote-on-any-deal-until-after-cliff-deadline/) and find these points that stick out:

"There is no difference in voting at 2 a.m. than tomorrow at 4 p.m.," one of the GOP sources said.

Fuck. You. This is the response of a procrastinating college freshman who spent his financial aid on a kegerator the week before a final paper was due. "Look, Bro, the shit's not due til 6, I'll bust it out, no big deal."

Well, GOP frat boys, it is a big deal. You've had over a fucking year to get your shit figured out. If this was school, a real job or your fucking rent check being late, you'd be on your ass in the street. But no, real life doesn't hold any meaning for you anymore, does it? "Aww, fuck it. What's the worst that can happen?"

My life, and the life of millions of others, gets royally fucked. The dad who lost his job due to "cost-cutting" measures at the company posting record profits can have his unemployment held, costing him his fucking house. The poor grandma taking her cocktail of Parkinson's and cancer drugs has her Medi-Care payments frozen, now she can't stop the agonizing shaking her self during the unknown time where you try to figure this shit out whenever you feel it makes you look the best.

"GOP sources admitted there is an added benefit to the Senate's delay: taxes would already be up, so lawmakers could argue that they are voting for tax cuts, as opposed to tax increases."

And here, my last point is re-iterated.

So, the House leaders see a hole. They could fix the hole, but then people won't REALLY know how much damage the hole could have done. Rather, they'll let someone completely eat shit by stepping in the hole, stepping up and saying "oh, here, we didn't see that hole at first, but we just filled that hole up a bit, now it's not so bad." In their mind, they look like fucking Zorro, cape waving in the wind. In my mind, they look like a bratty 7 year old wearing a Power Rangers sheet with their Underoos on their head.

So, here I come, knowing full well that I am about to step into this fucking hole, trying to guess "can I fill out my taxes on time?," "How much will my paycheck be different?," "Will this cause me to lose my fucking job?"

I'm sure I'll sleep a lot fucking better once the smoke settles and only a few thousand people lose their jobs, homes and peace of mind. John Boehner, you're a fucking dickhead.