Workingman's Power

I do not care making a living donning a dirty coverall if it earns me more trips to the mall. Whether it's newly minted or has changed hands many times, a dime will still be worth a dime. I am not impressed by people owning university degrees because hey, I, not them, am the one making hay. I do not mind if they get a thrill out of their academic rank for I am the one laughing all the way to the bank! Intellectual superiority? snobbery really and vastly overrated! if it leads not to financial security it is all in their head. Listen, I have met too many folks armed with some fancy PhD who hold lousy, nine-to-five jobs that do not pay. They find themselves regularly appearing on prime time TV that, funny, does not make them any richer than me! Like peacocks strutting as if life revolves around the academe, they forget their monetary situation is shaky and dim. What they see as power is nothing but worthless paper pushing, no ifs and buts, one's worth is gauged through his earnings. Eggheads, they sure know every answer to all kinds of crisis except the true state of their sorry personal finances! At the end of the day life is, yeah, truly all about money, if you ain't got it, I am so sorry for you, baby. Power lives in this hardworking, flesh-and-blood workingman, not the head-in-the-clouds moron badly in need of a tan! I do not care making a living donning a dirty coverall if it earns me more trips to the mall.