Nineteen years

That’s how long it’s been. I fell, at work, on this date 19 years ago.
Broke the talus, cuboid, and fourth metatarsal on the right foot and dislocated the foot (it looked like Joe Theissman’s ankle when the Cowboys got him)(and then lost the game with zero points anyway) and my left tibial plateau. (man I was messed up from the pain last night, I had his name written as Jes)
As horrendous as that damage was, it could actually have been treated.
They patched the bones together into more or less anatomical position then told me the screws and plate they used would be taken out in two years, and with therapy I would make a good recovery.
The pendejo who had the bright idea of saving money by not buyng a second ladder for the second jobsite, and instead taking the ladder to one site and leaving us to walk up and down a conveyor belt like a ramp, promised he would make it right on the medical care. Well, danged if that ol’ boy didn’t just sell his company to his brother and skip state so as not to pay me a damn thing. The Mega-Rich excusez moi Tera Rich (Halliburton who have done more than a trillion dollars worth of business) who rented me out like a piece of equipment to the aforementioned Pendejo dissolved the subsidiary who had directly paid me 1/6th of what the customers paid for my labor. Kind of an 82% payroll tax paid directly to the employer for the privilege of lining their pockets.

They dissolved that subsidiary because they were cheating the workers and the government. And the customers but they’ve done that since forever. And since most of the customers ARE the government, well…
Neat little scam where they deducted our income and Social Security taxes then never paid them to the relevant agencies nor did they report them. They bilked the taxpayers for millions and none of their Board of Directors ever spent an hour in jail. One law for the Rich and another, harsher law for those of us who made them rich.
So no insurance, no workmans compensation, no job and no way to work for the next 5 years and, no medical treatment. I went back to work, when I THOUGHT it was well enough to do so, because that’s what Workers do. You know the ones, those of us the Rich say are “leeches” and “parasites”. Even at work, because the job I got was Highway Cleanup, the Rich Bitches in their SUVs would roll past us and throw their trash out the window right where we had just cleaned, tell their retarded little Piglets that we were “Bums” and yell at us to “get a job”.
Meanwhile the right talus and the (so I thought) uninjured left talus were decaying in my feet.
It was more than 14 years after the accident that I was approved for SSI and Medicaid and could get meaningful treatment for the feet. Way too late.

The Rich Bitch Morons and their now-grown Nasty Little Piglets who they taught to hate working class people, still think of me as a “bum” for not being able to work for them any longer, not so much as picking up the trash they throw out their windows like the filthy slovenly bitches they truly are. They organize their Tea Party even in so-called “Christian” churches, to try to force the People to drop any social programs and to formally declare me to be legally a “bum”.
The damage done to my foot is by now possibly irreversible but they don’t feel a moments guilt for feasting on the blood of workers. And still believe they’re rich because they’re “smarter” or in some other way superior to us.

You know what, TeaTard so-called “christian” Hate Freaks?
On this 19th anniversary of breaking an honest worker, y’all Corporate Whores can just line up and take turns helping yourselves to a Texas sized all you can eat buffet of Kiss My Liberal Ass.
And you can tell your Hate-Speech pastors that in Church tomorrow.

You LITERALLY God Damned parasites.

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