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Cold fury? Try white-hot rage

First off, apologies if the writing in this post isn’t up to the usual standard (however you might feel about that standard in the first place–ahem). But the truth is, I’m so furious my hands are shaking as I type this. “Angry” doesn’t even begin to cover it; it barely even points in the right direction.

Update! Thanks to all you fine folks who contributed, and to Glenn and Bill who were kind enough to link this post, over the weekend we managed to recoup all the money my mom lost, plus a couple of hundred more which will serve as a cushion against the likelihood of the bureau-rats moving much more glacially to restore her money than they did in seizing it. I’ll leave this post up top here for a few more days, since God only knows how long it may take our wise and benevolent masters to put things right; that cushion might come in very handy indeed before this mess is all sorted out, I believe. I can’t thank you enough, people, and my mom says the same; she was simply astonished at your generosity, and your kind expressions of sympathy and support. I’ll say it again: you bigoted right-wing hatey-hate-haters are all right by me.First off, let’s cover this:

According to Center for Immigration Studies (CIS) legal policy analyst Jon Feere, who testified before the House Judiciary Committee’s Subcommittee on Immigration and Border Security in April, between 350,000 and 400,000 children are born annually to an illegal-alien mother residing in the United States — as many as one in ten births nationwide. As of 2010, four out of five children of illegal aliens residing in the U.S. were born here — some 4 million kids. Reporting that finding, the Pew Research Center noted that, while illegal immigrants make up about 4 percent of the adult population, “because they have high birthrates, their children make up a much larger share of both the newborn population (8 percent) and the child population (7 percent) in this country.”

The cost of this is not negligible. Inflation-adjusted figures from the U.S. Department of Agriculture projected that a child born in 2013 would cost his parents $304,480 from birth to his eighteenth birthday. Given that illegal-alien households are normally low-income households (three out of five illegal aliens and their U.S.-born children live at or near the poverty line), one would expect that a significant portion of that cost will fall on the government. And that’s exactly what‘s happening. According to CIS, 71 percent of illegal-alien headed households with children received some sort of welfare in 2009, compared with 39 percent of native-headed houses with children. Illegal immigrants generally access welfare programs through their U.S.-born children, to whom government assistance is guaranteed. Additionally, U.S.-born children of illegal aliens are entitled to American public schools, health care, and more, even though illegal-alien households rarely pay taxes.

More, and worse:

The accused Boston Marathon bombers’ family pulled in more than $100,000 in welfare up until 2012, The Boston Herald reported.

The benefits included food stamps, Section 8 housing and stipends, the report said. One person with knowledge of the documents that will be handed over to the House Post Audit and Oversight Committee told the paper, “the breadth of the benefits the family was receiving was stunning.”

“The brothers were not receiving transitional assistance benefits at the time of the incident and have not received any transitional assistance benefits this year,” Massachusetts Health and Human Services communication director Alec Loftus told the newspaper in a statement. “The Tsarnaevs’ parents are former recipients of transitional assistance benefits, and both Dzhokhar and Tamerlan Tsarnaev received benefits through their parents when they were younger. Separately, Tamerlan and his family received benefits until 2012, when the family became ineligible based on their income.”

Now, this is old news to most of you folks here. So why the rage?

Here’s why. Earlier this evening I got a call from my mom. She was very upset, in tears, begging me over and over, “Michael, what am I going to do? What am I going to do?” Reason? Because earlier today, the never-to-be-sufficiently-damned US government emptied her bank account. They even took the hundred dollars she had in her Christmas Club account, leaving her with a balance of minus-50-some-odd bucks.

There was no notice given whatsoever; she went to the grocery store to get a few things, and her debit card was rejected. She went home, called her bank, and was informed that her account was locked and her meager assets (about eight hundred dollars, plus the hundred from the Christmas Club) seized. She called the Social Security people and was informed that she was “no longer eligible” for the money she had received on the third of this month.

See, my stepdad died a month ago. She knew she was going to take a hit of about 700 a month after that–nearly half her and Grady’s monthly income–but since SS pays a month behind, she figured the benefits for both her and my stepdad were still valid, since during the time period for which she received her last direct-deposit my step-dad was still, y’know, alive.

But NO.

She was directed to call another SS number, and after a wait on hold of around two hours, was connected to a very nice woman in Baltimore, who, after about another hour of back and forth and checking of records and such, informed her that it was all a mistake, and that she had a form she would mail my mom, which she could then fill out and send back. My mom asked how long it might be before her stolen money was returned, and was chirpily told “about three to four weeks.” There won’t be any remuneration for overdraft fees, late fees, and such; the government’s generosity doesn’t extend far enough to cover the additional expenses they bring down on their subjects as a direct result of their own grotesque ineptitude.

So. She gets to live on negative fifty bucks for a month while the fucking federal government gets it thumb out of its ass–assuming the nice lady in Baltimore even remembers to mail the form in the first place. Meanwhile, her car insurance, power bill, and all the rest is due on Monday. She has very little food in the house.

And before anybody starts in asking how dare my mom be so irresponsible and lacking in foresight as to allow herself to become dependent on SS for her subsistence or some such, allow me to inform you of a few things I consider pertinent.

My mom has worked hard her whole life, mostly as a secretary. She was declared fully disabled years ago, after an auto accident when I was a kid shattered her neck and back. She refused to apply for benefits and instead went to work for the next twenty years in a neck brace. When she reached retirement age, instead of applying for benefits she went to work as a Wal Mart greeter, where she worked until Wal Mart did away with greeters some years ago. She loved the job and never missed a day until four days before she was due to be let go anyway (Wal Mart offered her a job on the loading dock or stocking shelves, but it just wasn’t the sort of thing a small, somewhat frail 72 year old was really capable of) when an irate customer–a hulking, bulky, thirty-ish white guy–stormed in and began cursing at her over a purchase he wasn’t happy with. When my mom tried to direct him to a manager, he expressed his dissatisfaction by shoving her and spitting in her face–literally; believe me, I only wish I was making it up. She left in tears and never went back.

If I could have found the filthy dirtbag, I would most likely be sitting in prison right now for murder. Assuming a jury of good, sturdy Southern country folk would dream of convicting me. She knew that, which is why she refrained from telling me about the episode until much later.

My mom paid into the Social Security system for damned nigh fifty years, and she’ll never even begin to recoup the money she had deducted from every paycheck all that time. As a secretary, she never made near enough money to establish much in the way of savings for retirement; my stepdad worked in a cotton mill for forty years only to see his pension stolen by wealthy scumbucket David Murdock, leaving him with about a hundred bucks a month after the class-action lawsuit–to show for forty years of hard, lung-busting linthead labor.

When my stepdad’s health began to fail a little over a year ago, in desperation as their financial house began to crumble around them, they applied for food stamps and were denied; they made too much money, they were told. Now he’s gone, and my mom has been worrying over making ends meet ever since. I’m trying to convince her to move in with me, but she’s resistant as of now; she’s only just beginning to clear out Grady’s things, and she’s living on land that’s been in her family for more than eighty years. Her brother now owns the land her trailer sits on, she grew up there, and it’s the old home place to her. She’ll move in with me eventually, of course–after this, maybe sooner than she thought–but for now, she prizes her independence and treasures her time in the home she spent all those years with my stepdad in.

And now here comes our thieving federal masters, stealing what little she had to live on without so much as a word of explanation or warning–after years of propping up illegals who flout our laws and refuse to assimilate, and terrorists who murder our fellow citizens. After a grueling day of suddenly learning she’s absolutely penniless and playing ring-around-the-rosie with the pissy bureaucrats who misrule us, my mom–my fucking mom–calls me in near-hysterics, asking what she was going to do.

Yeah, you might say I’m a little pissed off about all that. You might also say the Pacific is kind of wide and deep, and Neptune is a fair distance away, and standing near an erupting volcano is a bit risky. You wouldn’t be wrong, exactly. But you’d still be way, way off.

I don’t have much myself to help her out with, so I’m forced to throw the both of us on the mercy of you readers here. You guys know I don’t much like doing fundraisers here, and try to avoid it unless the situation is pretty dire. For fifteen years I’ve worked pretty danged hard on making this site a place certain like-minded types would enjoy visiting, and I’ve received a fair bit in the way of donations, subscriptions, ads, and such over the years, all of which has been damned helpful, some of it in the very nick of time, you might say. I’m profoundly grateful for it, I truly am; as I’ve always said, I’ve always found it very damned humbling that some of you think highly enough of my work here to throw a few bucks my way now and then.

But this time, I’m not asking you to dig deep for me personally. I believe strongly in family taking care of family in times like these, but the truth is I’ve struggled financially myself since my marriage ended nearly five years ago, and I simply don’t have much to offer my mom in the way of financial aid at the moment. So I have to come humbly to you folks once more, and hope that you can see fit to throw a little something in the ol’ tip jar over to the right to help my mom keep body and soul together until the federal gummint sees fit to rectify their hideous incompetence. I’m sorry to have to do that, but…well, here I am. If you’re dead broke yourself–and I know a lot of you are–then just let this post pass on by and don’t feel bad about it. But if you’re in a position to do so, anything you might throw her way would be most welcome. I’ve already altered my PayPal settings so that I can transfer the money directly to her account, so she can get access to the funds quicker.*

And the next empty-headed, droolcase Progressivist that starts in on me about our wise, benevolent, and compassionate government and how we need as much of it as we can possibly get is going to get punched directly in the fucking mouth, with no more warning than the Goobermint gave my mom…and way less remorse. Call it my pledge to you, dear readers.

*It only just occurred to me: with her account frozen, I don’t know how trying to transfer any funds there will work out. I’ll have to do some checking on that before I attempt it. Might need to set up a new account someplace else for her, maybe. Anybody who has any knowledge on such things is welcome to chime in in the comments. And thanks again, y’all.

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19 thoughts on “Cold fury? Try white-hot rage

  1. Please put down info to send money to. Your fury has kept me sane and feeling not alone in the outrage. I can’t help much but I’ll send something. Good luck.

  2. There’s a hundred bucks on the way, Post again if your efforts fall short and she needs more. Sua Sponte..

  3. Since the gov’t has admitted the mistake, ask her to explain the situation with the local bank manager (not a teller). They should know within 1 or 2 bank days if the freeze has been lifted. If you’re close by, you might want to accompany her for moral support. If the bank VIP won’t/refuses to tell you if the order is lifted, or says they don’t have any record of the order being lifted, DO NOT OPEN ANOTHER ACCOUNT IN ANY OTHER BANK ASSOCIATED WITH HER NAME OR SSN. Account openings are almost certainly flagged for this purpose, and if the garnishment order is still ‘live’, then the government likely will steal the additional money (even though they’ll have to give it back).

    If the order has been lifted, it should be ok to deposit money. One thing you might want to do as a test is make a small (2-3 dollars) deposit at their ATM to see if the money stays there.

    Also, you might want to ask the bank to give some grace on the overdrafts given the gov’t mistake. Don’t mean to be too cynical, but banks make lots of money on overdrafts… Might be a time to move to another bank if they dismiss the possibility out of hand. If any of the bills are being drafted automatically, they need to stop right now. Might need to explain what’s going on to real people at the insurance, power companies, etc…

    [Been there (but because of my own screw up)]

  4. Times are tough for me, but I’ve more than enjoyed your blog for years. As soon as the first rolls around I’ll be hitting that tip jar for what I can.

  5. Mike, is there something wrong with PayPal? I tried to donate and it won’t take my card, so I tried it elsewhere and it worked fine.

  6. Mike,

    Things are tough for me, but I’ recently spent months trying to get my stepdad’s finances out of the ditch. He was actually digging into the seat cushions for change so he could buy gas. In short, while things are tight for me, I will do what I can and drop something into the tip jar. It might take a couple of days, but I promise to do so.

  7. Mike, something is wrong with PayPal, it won’t take any card from me. Is there an address we can send $$ to? I want to help but the Webz is not cooperating.

  8. Wife died back on June 21st. Two days later I get a letter from the SS informing me that because she had the audacity to die before the 1st day of July, they will be taking back her entire ss check for the month of June. (I guess the fact that she spent the last two weeks of her life in an ICU means she had no expenses for June.) But they’re going to be nice about it and wait until October to take about half of my ss check to recoup the money… bastids. every. last. one. of. them…

  9. Alright, how can I send a one-time donation without subscribing? Can it be done with master card debit card? Or an address to send a check to?

  10. The down payment check I mentioned a couple weeks ago was just sent to the bank today Mike-once it clears next week, I’ll shoot you a hundred.

    Your Mom’s great story of true grit and the kind of people that made this country what it was, was just like my Mom. She as a single mom, worked as a waitress all her life, saving her quarters and dimes in a jar to put me through a Catholic schools.

    Now I get behind people in the supermarket loading up on free food or pulling up to the local county free shit dispensary(it’s right next to the gym I use) and getting into brand new trucks(mine is 12 years old). Fucking burns my ass man.

    It might be a poor suggestion but maybe you and Mom should look into SSDI.

    I also tried for the last 4 or 5 years of her life to get her to move in with me-she just couldn’t leave Chicago. When she died, I lost my best friend.

  11. Sent fifty bucks and posted the situation on DP. With any luck the Blogfather will pick it up and link or repost it. Fingers crossed.

  12. Thanks so, so much to all of you! Got my mom and kid here with me for the weekend and a ton of work that needs doing around the house and yard, so it ain’t likely I’ll have time for any more posting than just this until Sunday (I’m up before everybody else, so I figgered I’d sneak on here for a minute before Madeleine takes over the computer to watch My Little Pony videos). But let me tell you this much: for a bunch of greedy, heartless, right-wing, Nazi, racist, bigoted monsters, you guys are pretty wonderful. 😉

  13. Just sent what I could. Maybe your mom should change her name to Consuela Perez, or some such La Cucaracha name and she would qualify for all kinds of free shit. Or maybe take a plastic garbage bag, cut some eye slits in it, and have her wear it burqa style. Our soviet overlords wouldn’t dare take her stuff.

  14. Government is just a word for the things we do together! Like emptying the bank account of an impoverished, recently widowed woman. Infuriating but typical – threw in $50.

  15. Mike: I am sorry that you have this to deal with. I am glad to help out a bit; you deserve it, and I am sure your Mother does too. “By the fruit shall ye know the tree.” I’m sure you will take steps to prevent a recurrence……..

    Warm regards,
    Historian

  16. If accounts are frozen maybe a few weeks of living on cash and sending money orders for bills instead of checks and transfers might be more reliable? I have no idea but it’s just a hunch that pouring more money into a frozen checking account might be playing in the wrong arena? I wish you the best. Red tape hell is no laughing matter.

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