Ok, I am ready now.
Did you see that eCard up there? What did you think? Wait, no. Don't tell me because I am hoping that what you thought was this....
"I am not living in poverty. And so because I have no idea what it means to live this way, I will not judge and throw out bullshit ecard "funnies" like a privileged dick who thinks they know anything beyond their Starbucks pumpkin latte and my fortunate ability to never worry about whether or not there is enough gas in my car or food to feed my kids or warm clothes for the changing season and all that other stuff that so many of us come by without having to give it too much thought. If someone living in poverty is gifted a nice pair of shoes (GASP! Sometimes they even get them for free because a nice mutli-quadrillion profiting company donates last year's not as cool anymore stock to Goodwill, shelters or thrift shops), or I see them with an iPhone (OMG those assholes! How can they afford an iPhone?? Never mind that all the 'obsolete' early versions are given away for 10 bucks or for free because Apple is ready to make another 500 clams a pop off the salivating consumer with cash to burn for the latest in technology every single mother humping year. And it is apparently NOT common knowledge that land lines are obsolete. Connection to the outside world is not a luxury, right? I mean. RIGHT!?!?!?) or eating out at the local fast food joint with their family (OMFG forbid!, that you see them dining at Burger King and spending 20 dollars. Because, jeez,they should be eating ramen, no?) , I will not judge them. They are human beings and deserve my damn respect for a life, knowledge base and survival skills that I know nothing about."
The person that likes or posts this eCard on Facebook doesn't really fear their child going to school with clothes 5 years out of style. They also think nothing of spending money on a sanity saving "I just don't feel like cooking" McDonald's run. Something else they may not worry about? Getting their utilities turned off. Juggling who to and when to pay bills and at what time so that they don't get sued and the water stays hot. It's a constantly thinking life. Those living in ACTUAL poverty are ALWAYS thinking. ALWAYS wondering and ALWAYS planning.
Ok, calm down.
Don't get me wrong, I know you plan too. I do. We are a bit on the poorer side. I've written about it. We are working poor. But I do not live in poverty and still I know that I am not immune to it's possibility. Most Americans are ONE catastrophe away from poverty. A major illness. A job loss. A tragedy. So who gets to be high and mighty about hating the poor? If Facebook is any indication, just about everyone. And it's making me sick.
I mean, paycheck to paycheck anyone? Have you ever lived that way? Do you realize how close you were to welfare?
Those in poverty are people who deserve to be seen. They are people who deserve to be respected for the survival skills that they have been learning and using to make life a little less bullshit.To make life a little less painful and scary and dependent on others. They are human beings who deserve the joy one gets from a nice pair of shoes, or cable TV or a G.D. iPhone because they will never go to Disneyworld and they will never eat at a fancy ass restaurant and they will never have time to just not worry about life.
And to those that think they pay for these people to eat, I say this...yep. You totally do. But I promise you are not paying for them to go to Fiji (Oh Hello, CEO of XYZ corp.) and I promise you are not paying for them to bomb women and children in neighboring nations. You are helping them eat. You are helping them not die from curable diseases. And I, for one, am so much more comfortable with that than all the paying down of interest on loans that our Government takes out from other countries that I have to do. I'd also rather feed my neighbor than go to Mars. Because you ARE paying for space exploration, which is cool, if that's your thing. But my life isn't being bettered by exploring Mars. My life is being bettered by loving and feeding and caring for the human beings that share THIS planet with me.
Human beings.That you doubt know a few of. Who no doubt read your dumbass eCard and felt a stab of pain in their throats.
Real people who live a life that scares the SHIT out of you. And it SHOULD. Because a life of poverty is so damn hard. And if you are sitting on your couch with your laptop pinning exotic crock-pot recipes on Pinterest and then posting this eCard on Facebook while your belly is full and your car is full of gas. Well than that makes you an asshole. End Rant.
So my question, Facebook sharer of this eCard, is...
Why the fuck don't they deserve those shoes, that iPhone, or those pajamas in public? Seriously, tell me. I'm listening.
"I know <hangs head in shame> A friend called me on this over on Facebook and now I feel bad for accidentally giving NASA the middle finger. My point is that those who are against welfare tend to not care about exploring Mars. I wanted to draw a line. Perhaps I failed. I DO love NASA. And I happily pay for my share of the drop in the bucket taxes that go to them. My only point is that if I had to choose JUST ONE? I'd care for THIS planet and the humans on it first. Forgive me?"