Or a playstation or a flat screen TV or a newer car, etc and etc. I know people that work under the table for half their pay and get paid on the books for the rest and collect welfare. I know of drug dealers that collect for tax purposes even though they pull in thousands of untaxed money each month dealing. Tell me how I am not supposed to be upset with these people like I am with greedy corporate cronies? I’m not heartless. These people are selfish and unethical.
Except not everyone who has nice things is automatically cheating the system. People are given things as gifts. People buy things and THEN qualify for assistance. People save up for nice things.
You can’t assume what someone’s situation is just by what they own.
We were eating only donated Panera bread, rice, and turnips. My father was sneaking to the various blood banks in town to sell his plasma at twice the rate they allow. My mother was dying due to not having her medicine, which cost well over $1,200 a month after insurance.
My autistic baby brother wanted to do something nice for me.
He worked for months making custom art pieces to sell. He worked up courage despite crippling social anxiety and speech problems to ask the neighbors if he could do chores for them to earn more money - raking the yard, helping clean their house, walking their dogs.
For nine months he carefully hoarded his money in a jar in his bedroom. He counted it every single night and compared it to the cost of what he wanted to get for me for Christmas.
Finally he had enough. He bought me a DS Lite and a pokemon game.
He was so happy.
Until one of our neighbors, a highly conservative jackass, saw me with it outside a couple weeks later. My brother was with me.
The neighbor stormed up and became screaming at us, a pair of teenagers, over how we could be so selfish to spend money on “electronic shit” when we were a family on food stamps. Spittle flying from his lips, cuss words every other second, rage radiating off of him so violently that our father came running out of the house - at a limp, since his spine is broken, which causes him horrific daily pain beyond what I can imagine - to protect us.
My brother was never the same again. There is no happy ending here. That episode in his life changed him permanently and for the past seven years he has almost never left his room and never gone to a friend’s house. He is terrified of the neighbors and believes he is a bad person.
Because of fucking people like you OP.
Because of fuckers who believe that they know what life is like for everyone and have a right to judge.
So fuck you OP. If you know drug dealers, report them, go on and put your ass on the line then. But for fuck’s sake don’t you dare thing you understand what goes on in the life of the people who live in never-ending, grinding poverty. Because you have *no fucking clue* what goes on in the detailed lives of others.
You want to talk selfish? Look in the fucking mirror.
Okay. I honestly understand where the above comment is coming from, but the system isn’t exactly fair either.
My mom is disabled and literally cannot work. She has a two pound weight restriction (which is less than a gallon of milk) because of breast cancer surgery. She also has severe nuropathy (inability to feel feet) and suffers from Elhers-Danlos syndrome. My parents are divorced. My dad was unemployed at the time and just up and refused to pay the alimony that we depend on to live. I go to a engineering university ($38,000 plus a year) so all the money I make from my internship goes towards tuition, gas, books, clothes for said internship, etc. Occasionally I can afford to buy food.
At the time I had just paid for my $2,200 wisdom teeth removal surgery because the health insurance i had at the time was a glorified waste of money (required by my university). I have since gotten “Obamacare” (and yes it works). But since i had paid for that surgery, I had to take out even more student loans in order to pay for books and have gas for the semester (as I live at home with my mom and drive the ten minutes to campus).
My mom and I tried to apply for food stamps. The first time they turned us down because my mom had too much money in the retirement account (the half of my dads old 401K). And apparently in my county/state college students are no longer eligible for food stamps. go figure.
While in the city office that we applied at there were teenagers and adults of all ages waiting as well. Most had designer clothes, expensive shoes, designer purses, the newest iphone, and were bragging about their brand new fancy cars (there were several brand new cars in the parking lot).
So while I sat there, trying to study for a Engineering Materials test the next day, actively trying to better my life, in worn boots and goodwill jeans with holes developing, they were the ones that ultimately got the food stamps. Because they didn’t technically have anything in a savings account. And we did. (we didn’t take the money out because of all the crap with taxes and withdrawing before my mom was 65 or whatever).
All I know is that was not fair. The system needs help.
But when you’re this poor, a nice gesture or gift. God one of my friends bought a class textbook for me (we all know how expensive they are) and I cried for an hour and a half when she handed it to me.
(To be honest the above neighbor deserved to be decked. I’m not trying to say anything negative about their situation. I have friends that are Autistic and I know how devastating something like that can be to them. I’m just trying to to say that sometimes people DO take advantage of the system.)