I Am The 53%

I was a NYC EMT.

I was there when it all went down 10 years ago.

When my service was done, I moved to Arizona to pursue a dream on my own.

I met my wife.

I started a business.

I bought my first home and new car.

Every quarter I write a check to cover my taxes; sometimes it’s a big check, sometimes it’s a small check, but it’s mine, and it represents what I earn, not what is given to me.

I have never needed government assistance.

I have never taken a social handout.

Some months are good, others are terrible.  Some nights I sleep well, others not so much.

These are my choices, and I fight for them everyday, good or bad, right or wrong. 

Corporate greed sucks and I agree that politicians are all shysters.  But you won’t see me sitting in a park participating in a drum circle – I have to much work to do, and I have people who rely on me.

“It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles…The credit belongs to the man in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who at his worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

-Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt.

I am the 53%.  I am Sean.

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