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21. Please, Lord, give it Rick Santelli

Give him a special dose. One that makes him linger near death, a human vomit machine, for days, maybe weeks. One that will strip him of health and happiness for months and years afterword so that whatever wealth he has and will accumulate will be as ashes in his mouth and drive away all sources of love and friendship so that he will die, bald and toothless, alone in either a plush bed whose satin sheets he repeatedly soils or, if it be Your will, in an alleyway amidst piles of used condoms (not his), the torn and dirty undergarments of drug-addicted prostitutes and bums, and sickly rats.

(I'll never forgive or forget the insults this man heaped on the "loser" victims of the 2008-2009 crash, rousing a group of wall street greedlings to cheer him on as he exhorted them to make more and more money and not help the "losers" who had lost their jobs, their homes, and their health because of financial disaster brought on by the protected incompetence of Wall Street. Dare I say it here: Fu*k you Rick Santelli, your whole tribe of crass and heartless assholes, and the privileged, amoral, greed-fed high horse you all rode in on.)

Thank y'all for listening to my screed.