I am talking about OP's apathy allowing bad

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I don't want to accept the demise of my career.  I don't want to move on to something else.  I may be studying for another career field in my spare time, but that doesn't mean I WANT a new career.  I love medical transcription.  I've always loved it.  We used to be respected, paid what we were worth.  Now, globalization of the work force threatens to end everything I worked hard to achieve and I'm supposed to just accept it?

Specifically,

"JLG has a contract with Arrendale Associates/ A+Network/CBay Scribe, which the group says is in India.
A letter from JLG to Barbara Dingman, chief compliance officer and director of health information management, says all medical transcriptionists assigned to the Medical Center Hospital account live in the U.S. and all work is done in America."

But yet they do business with Arrendale/A+/CBay, what am I missing here?

that is how I feel when I get up from working.  I am always moaning about my knees, my wrists, my forearms, my sciatic nerve, back, neck, on and on.  I am 33 and feel like I am falling apart and I know it is because of my posture.   

My grandfather started in the mines when he was 8.  That's just the way it was, everybody worked or nobody ate.   He loaded a coal with a shovel and got a quarter for every ton.  He worked his way up slowly throughout all his years and went on to become an electrician and a carpenter.  By the time he retired, he actually had enough income to relax and take it easy for once.  It would take him most of the morning to read through the newspaper, but he could do it.  He hunted and fished and had an enormous garden, so we were never starving and we didn't go to the grocery store except for milk.  My grandmother made bread and canned and such.  Nobody even told me I had to 1) go to school or 2) stay in school, but I was the first in a very very long line to go to college, but that wasn't until I was 35.  My family worked and they worked hard.   Our neighbors were black and the children and I grew up like family.  Their mother never worked nor did their grandparents who raised them.  My grandfather would give them fish, game meat, and stuff out of the garden in exchange for little chores such as helping out with the garden and such.   I didn't know how they lived since I didn't know about welfare.    There were 4 of them, one daughter ended up in trouble for drugs, another married a man of another race and left, the two sons are in another state and heavily involved in drugs now. I talk to their mother because she was like a family member to me and she doesn't understand why they turned out the way they did.

Under this administration, unemployment has been down in record numbers and this is reported on the news all the time.  The tax cuts haven't been just for the rich, they have helped us and we certainly aren't well off by any means.  I tease my kids that if I could work 3 jobs we could be upper lower almost middle class.  There were times I didn't have 20.00 to send my son in college to do laundry, but he made it through with every honor you can possibly get and the scholarships and now he is studying in another country.   HE did that on his own.  There is an American from Seattle in the next apartment who made the comment to him he's probably there just to lay back and he bets his jag is at home in the garage waiting for him and he told him "I am here because I earned it. I do not have a jag nor a car of any kind, nor do I have a bicycle."  This other student said my son should be "shot" because he has an American flag on his wall.    I can't imagine anyone hating this country like that and where in the world did they learn that?  School for one.  I love my country. I'm not always proud of what goes on here but there's certainly not another place on earth I'd rather live and have my children live.