I guess he doesn’t know what having callouses on his hands mean...except maybe...well, nevermind.
My hands are soft today. I work behind a desk in an office in a controlled temperature environment. But I cannot drive by a roofing crew on a hot day and thank God that I am lucky enough to earn my bread by my brain and not my brawn.
I spent the better part of four years in the USN working on a carrier’s flight deck or out of doors, and gained a healthy respect for those who have to do it.
People like the soy boy who wrote this article, on the other hand...no, THAT other hand!