Years ago had neighbors invite us over for a dinner party. Steak and lobster.
“Wow - you guy’s are going all out!”
“It’s our last week on food stamps as Dave got a job at the warehouse so figured we better use it up and celebrate.” I never thought the same of them again.
They were back on food stamps awhile later when he couldn’t hold down that job either.
“It’s our last week on food stamps”
Wow. Celebrate?
The only time I could afford steak & lobster, surf and turf, was downrange in the chow hall. Free. The steak was a quarter inch slab of overcooked gristle. The lobster was two week old toothpaste.
The politicians and generals said, “We’re feeding these men and women steak and lobster every week.” That was a true statement.
Let’s see them served in Martha’s Vinyard, Hollywood, NYC, etc. and give a five star review.
Why work when you can get welfare?
Work is hard, sitting on a couch with a giant bag of chips in front of the boob tube is easy.