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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Stealthmode - Latest Comments in You Are the Vanishing Middle Class</title><link>http://stealthmode.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://stealthmode.disqus.com/you_are_the_vanishing_middle_class/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 20:48:45 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: You Are the Vanishing Middle Class</title><link>http://blog.stealthmode.com/2009/10/1277/#comment-20007149</link><description>&lt;p&gt;I know.  Rich man's problems. But it is really hard to keep adjusting one's expectations down and down after being sold such a bill of goods by the country about upward mobility. I was a foster parent, and I think I sold my foster kids the same bill of goods.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">hardaway</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 20:48:45 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: You Are the Vanishing Middle Class</title><link>http://blog.stealthmode.com/2009/10/1277/#comment-19998210</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Sadly, this rings so true. A few years ago, the Chinese government was quoted as saying "In China, the government owns the businesses, in the United States, business owns the government."&lt;br&gt;The impossible and designed to discourage red tape you describe is exactly the same experience I had last year applying for financial aid at the $54,500 a year college my youngest son attends (and which I also attended as did my oldest son.)  Colleges make it easy on themselves by outsourcing the entire process, but at the end of the day, after sending years worth of tax returns and net worth statements, etc. I was told, despite being unemployed, I earn too much money (from where?) to qualify.  So I mortgage my own future by digging into IRA's and paying the bills from dwindling savings.  I'm happy to do this for my son, but I will certainly think twice, if at all, the next time I get solicited by the Alumni Fund.  I write this knowing that I am among the fortunate, that in the words of a guy I used to counsel in a drug treatment program in New York, "man, you got rich man's problems."  Add to this my growing sense of alarm and doom with the environmental issues we face [and by all means everyone should see The Age of Stupid]  and my anxiety quotient goes from Worry to Despair to Heartsick for my children. We are all taught that we will/should live "better" lives than our parents, but I know I will never live the life of luxury and ease I did as a child.  I am learning to redefine the basis of "better" and that is a blessing.  I know my own sons have different measures of how they want to live their lives than I did.  But will the world give them the chance?&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Niland Mortimer</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:09:06 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>