Politics Is High Level Pimping!

Better jobs, better education; get out there, vote, and make America better. These are the two phrases that we as the American people we hear on a daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly basis from politicians. In my opinion, both pimps and politicians are one of the same person. A pimp will tell a woman go stand on the street corner and turn a trick so we can get rich; “we can get rich.” For once, I would like to hear the truth behind the words of those I am suppose to trust. It’s hard to figure out what I frown on the most. Let’s start with the way the politician says better jobs. They say we need to create jobs, but since when do politicians create jobs. Don’t get me wrong, they design policy that allows for people to create jobs, but their legislature does not mean without proper legislature, they lose creativity. The politician serves as the hurdle a creative person must jump over to get to where they have to go in life.

And let’s not forget how politicians throw out how education is something we continue to need yet nothing really changes. Kids going to school and yet have nothing waiting for them as they leave school. But it doesn’t stop our politicians from furthering the encouragement of more school. You go for four years, then a few more years of graduate school, and in between this time gain work experience that only qualifies you for retail or fast food. How come we continue to allow them to play this game with us? We allow them to pimp us because  we either want to believe so bad or the fact that so many people are sheep.

And the healthcare speech is not any better. They stand up and speak about how they’re going to be tougher on the industry. Then they get elected and nothing changes; no matter what political party is in power. No one gets tough on insurance companies, but this guy stands up and promises. I just want for once, for someone to actually stand by their word on their campaign. All I know is the 2016 race is fast approaching and the leader of the free world appears to be one of these same old guys. But who knows, someone might just surprise us, or we will continue to be played by the game.

Author: faheemjackson44

I am from Racine, Wisconsin where I was raised until I graduated high school back in the year 2006. That entire time growing up in my mother's house, I was a student athlete. My goal was to embark on a general business career or athletics. But injuries through sports stopped a sports path, so I decided upon business with a focus in marketing. While attending undergraduate school at University of Wisconsin-Parkside, I began to write screenplays in my senior year. At first it was for fun, but I quickly learned writing allow me to transfer negative energy into characters I created. This led to a decrease in depressing mood swings, which in turn boosted my quality of life. After undergraduate school in May of 2011, I move to New York City for graduate school. While pursuing my MBA, I continued to write screenplays, but always wanted to write novels as well. I finished graduate school back in the year 2014, but wrote screenplays until I began thinking of my first short film, first First Day Fears. While finishing my fifth feature length screenplay, I started to write my first novel this year. So far, I have finished my first short film and working on my next one (Freedomless Speech), and recently self published my first novel (The Boy Who Could Talk To God) and short stories book (Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Volume 1). My feature length screenplays have been put on temporary hold to finish my short films and books, but I am making good progress on my sixth feature length screenplay. With year 2017 ending, I am currently writing my novel Precinct 86 and Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Vol. 2. I have started teaching myself photography since 2018, along with my videography, podcast later on, and more research for my filmmaking.

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