Being poor

Liberano said:
AAHAHAHAHAHA, they stole your leather coat and you think it was to keep them warm?
Listen I know other people who had coats stolen, funny how all the coats stolen were expensive like leather or with sports shit on them, stuff that could be resold for decent value and never just plain warm coats.

Fucking unbelievably naive...
You crack me up Duhla, give me more of your imaginings on poverty, this is some funny shit! :) :)
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OMG that story is hilarious. I just had a $500 mountain bike stolen in the middle of the night from my 4runner. I suppose the poor fella just needed a ride. If this poor guy had had the background in cycling that I have, he would have had his own bike and he wouldn't have needed to steal my bike. I just needed to think about how desperate I would be without two wheeled pedal transprt.
 
tinfoil said:
OMG that story is hilarious. I just had a $500 mountain bike stolen in the middle of the night from my 4runner. I suppose the poor fella just needed a ride. If this poor guy had had the background in cycling that I have, he would have had his own bike and he wouldn't have needed to steal my bike. I just needed to think about how desperate I would be without two wheeled pedal transprt.
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Stir, I had locked up my crapola bike years ago and left it for a few days when it had a problem. Amazingly no one stole it! Some guys sure do need rides but they passed my bike up. I guess I just got lucky!
But my friend who had a wicked bike had his stolen.
Yep it was all luck with someone needing a ride just happening to come across the expensive bikes and not the cheap ones.
 
Liberano said:
Stir, I had locked up my crapola bike years ago and left it for a few days when it had a problem. Amazingly no one stole it! Some guys sure do need rides but they passed my bike up. I guess I just got lucky!
But my friend who had a wicked bike had his stolen.
Yep it was all luck with someone needing a ride just happening to come across the expensive bikes and not the cheap ones.
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You know what, a bike is not a coat.

But you know what? It doesn’t matter. It’s very possible that the person who stole my leather coat just stole it because they liked the way it looked.
They might have already had a coat. And I guess I could have gotten myself all enraged and still be carrying around the bitterness.

But I don’t need all that in my life. And when I look at people like you and that foul idiot whom I have on IA, I kinda think I’m happy with the way I chose to handle the situation. Thanks for your concern though, both of you, but I'm good.
 
Darla said:
You know what, a bike is not a coat.

But you know what? It doesn’t matter. It’s very possible that the person who stole my leather coat just stole it because they liked the way it looked.
They might have already had a coat. And I guess I could have gotten myself all enraged and still be carrying around the bitterness.

But I don’t need all that in my life. And when I look at people like you and that foul idiot whom I have on IA, I kinda think I’m happy with the way I chose to handle the situation. Thanks for your concern though, both of you, but I'm good.
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That's the Liberal way to do it Darla, if someone steals from you, don't try and get the law after them and stop them so that they don't do it again, just tell yourself they need it and put on a happy face! :)
That seemed to work great in New York with the crime rate and the get tough approach of Guillani just increased crime. Right!
 
Liberano said:
That's the Liberal way to do it Darla, if someone steals from you, don't try and get the law after them and stop them so that they don't do it again, just tell yourself they need it and put on a happy face! :)
That seemed to work great in New York with the crime rate and the get tough approach of Guillani just increased crime. Right!
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It's not about what is on my face Dano, it's about what is inside. And I feel good there. Thanks though. Bitterness ages you. You better start moisterizing now.
 
Darla said:
It's not about what is on my face Dano, it's about what is inside. And I feel good there. Thanks though. Bitterness ages you. You better start moisterizing now.
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I have seen the light! Quick let me steal some of your shit so I can make you feel even better! :)
 
evince said:
What many middleclass raised people dont understand is that the truely poor have to work a few years just to catch up to where you started as an 18 years old.

Then we often cant resist helping our siblings and parents along the way which also makes our rise longer and harder.

My family is a tremendous success story in the world of poverty. That does not mean I need to talk smack about the people still in the struggle.

They are just as good as me or you , they are just still in the process.
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truer words were never spoken
 
evince said:
http://www.scalzi.com/whatever/003704.html



September 03, 2005
Being Poor
Being poor is knowing exactly how much everything costs.

Being poor is getting angry at your kids for asking for all the crap they see on TV.

Being poor is having to keep buying $800 cars because they're what you can afford, and then having the cars break down on you, because there's not an $800 car in America that's worth a damn.

Being poor is hoping the toothache goes away.

Being poor is knowing your kid goes to friends' houses but never has friends over to yours.

Being poor is going to the restroom before you get in the school lunch line so your friends will be ahead of you and won't hear you say "I get free lunch" when you get to the cashier.

Being poor is living next to the freeway.

Being poor is coming back to the car with your children in the back seat, clutching that box of Raisin Bran you just bought and trying to think of a way to make the kids understand that the box has to last.

Being poor is wondering if your well-off sibling is lying when he says he doesn't mind when you ask for help.

Being poor is off-brand toys.

Being poor is a heater in only one room of the house.

Being poor is knowing you can't leave $5 on the coffee table when your friends are around.

Being poor is hoping your kids don't have a growth spurt.

Being poor is stealing meat from the store, frying it up before your mom gets home and then telling her she doesn't have make dinner tonight because you're not hungry anyway.

Being poor is Goodwill underwear.

Being poor is not enough space for everyone who lives with you.

Being poor is feeling the glued soles tear off your supermarket shoes when you run around the playground.

Being poor is your kid's school being the one with the 15-year-old textbooks and no air conditioning.

Being poor is thinking $8 an hour is a really good deal.

Being poor is relying on people who don't give a damn about you.

Being poor is an overnight shift under florescent lights.

Being poor is finding the letter your mom wrote to your dad, begging him for the child support.

Being poor is a bathtub you have to empty into the toilet.

Being poor is stopping the car to take a lamp from a stranger's trash.

Being poor is making lunch for your kid when a cockroach skitters over the bread, and you looking over to see if your kid saw.

Being poor is believing a GED actually makes a goddamned difference.

Being poor is people angry at you just for walking around in the mall.

Being poor is not taking the job because you can't find someone you trust to watch your kids.

Being poor is the police busting into the apartment right next to yours.

Being poor is not talking to that girl because she'll probably just laugh at your clothes.

Being poor is hoping you'll be invited for dinner.

Being poor is a sidewalk with lots of brown glass on it.

Being poor is people thinking they know something about you by the way you talk.

Being poor is needing that 35-cent raise.

Being poor is your kid's teacher assuming you don't have any books in your home.

Being poor is six dollars short on the utility bill and no way to close the gap.

Being poor is crying when you drop the mac and cheese on the floor.

Being poor is knowing you work as hard as anyone, anywhere.

Being poor is people surprised to discover you're not actually stupid.

Being poor is people surprised to discover you're not actually lazy.

Being poor is a six-hour wait in an emergency room with a sick child asleep on your lap.

Being poor is never buying anything someone else hasn't bought first.

Being poor is picking the 10 cent ramen instead of the 12 cent ramen because that's two extra packages for every dollar.

Being poor is having to live with choices you didn't know you made when you were 14 years old.

Being poor is getting tired of people wanting you to be grateful.

Being poor is knowing you're being judged.

Being poor is a box of crayons and a $1 coloring book from a community center Santa.

Being poor is checking the coin return slot of every soda machine you go by.

Being poor is deciding that it's all right to base a relationship on shelter.

Being poor is knowing you really shouldn't spend that buck on a Lotto ticket.

Being poor is hoping the register lady will spot you the dime.

Being poor is feeling helpless when your child makes the same mistakes you did, and won't listen to you beg them against doing so.

Being poor is a cough that doesn't go away.

Being poor is making sure you don't spill on the couch, just in case you have to give it back before the lease is up.

Being poor is a $200 paycheck advance from a company that takes $250 when the paycheck comes in.

Being poor is four years of night classes for an Associates of Art degree.

Being poor is a lumpy futon bed.

Being poor is knowing where the shelter is.

Being poor is people who have never been poor wondering why you choose to be so.

Being poor is knowing how hard it is to stop being poor.

Being poor is seeing how few options you have.

Being poor is running in place.

Being poor is people wondering why you didn't leave.


Posted by john at September 3, 2005 12:14 AM

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Scalzi
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good stuff
 
Mostly bs......being poor in the US means having only one cellphone or flat screen TV....

You must finally be reading a Dickens novel....
 
no that is being a meatsack American.

Poor is real and yes it happens right here in America.

pretending no American feels the sting of poverty is just a flat out bullshit LIE
 
I can't believe anyone took the OPs drivel serious. You portray the "poor" as innocent victims. What tragic self indulgent, paternalistic thinking.

What is truly amazing is that the OP think he is exhibiting some kind of compassion
 
More thoughts...

More and more I don't see any functional distinction between being legally barred from doing something and being either too busy or too poor to do something.

In communism, the store is illegal; in capitalism, the store is legal but you can't afford to shop there. In communism, the shelves are empty; in capitalism, the shelves are full but your wallet is empty. In communism, they only make the things that people absolutely need; in capitalism, you don't buy anything you don't absolutely need. In communism, private property is illegal; in capitalism, private property is legal but you can't afford it. In communism, they don't allow you a vacation; in capitalism, you can't afford to take time off from work. In communism, a bureaucrat is always telling you what to do; in capitalism, a manager is always telling you what to do. In communism, a tiny elite enriches itself at society's expense; in capitalism, it's the same.

Same diff IMO.

Dmitri Orlov in his book "Reinventing Collapse" had a lot of good things to say about how he saw the Soviet Union as fundamentally more able (and ideologically willing) to provide basic services (food, shelter, education, medical care) to more people than the far wealthier USA, and how he believed that the society the Soviet Union built was more resilient than that of the USA.

I've read Dmitri Orlov's book and recommend it to anyone interested in what we're seeing in this country and how it's being sold.
 
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