 Politicians in D.C. made bad decisions. People like me suffered. I lost my car and my house. I was desperate. But you know, my story isn't unique. A couple of months ago in my travels, I stopped at a gas station. As I was leaving, a man walked out with a beard. He looked very stressed. He got in his car and I could see him holding an envelope. My heart dropped. Because years ago, I held one just like it. It was bankruptcy papers.