When we were kids the telephone man gave us the secret code you could use to make the phone booth phones call themselves to test the ringer. Loads of fun. I used to wake up early to watch Saturday morning cartoons. I know how to use the yellow pages, and I used to be the kid who would help you plug in and program all the old people’s tv and vcr and cable boxes. Most of the neighborhood kids had to be on by the time that one streetlight came on at dusk, but I was allowed to stay out later but usually went home too because it was boring after everyone else went home. We used to play tag football in the middle of the street and I was the wide receiver because I was the third or fourth oldest and the oldest two were always the quarterbacks. We used to all hang out at little jimmys house who was 8 or 10 years old because he had Mike Tyson’s punch out on NES. If one of our parents needed cigarettes we could walk up to buy them as long as we had a note from our mom.

I was in first grade. They wheeled the big television in to our class room because a teacher was on board the shuttle. They quickly rolled it back out and we started onto the next lesson without any commentary.

C’est la vie

Inflation!

All of this without having any pockets

Yes you do lol, bugs messing up my windshield dam it lol

How so? Because the family is toxic?

They opened your eyes. Give thanks for that. The world works in mysterious ways, and they need your love more than ever now.

I have similar issues with my family. Never forget how much they love you, and never forget that they are the ones who helped you become the person you are today, regardless of the politics and or language they used to get you there

Is the guy on the right genetically deformed?

I’m gonna have to put my foot down, this is completely inappropriate. You’d think his ears were burning but he nose what he did there, he’s gonna put his foot in his mouth if he’s not careful.

That’s awful. You don’t even have a leg to stand on

#brandnewsentence

Is that you, dear?

I thought this was about my sex life

I hear what you are saying but I don’t think their intention is to blame poor people for being poor.

As someone who grew up in poverty and has managed to claw my way out (still lower middle class, but above the median household income for my state just barely with my partner) I can relate to the anecdote the post described.

Going out to a restaurant when I was younger I would never have complained about anything. I’ve seen wealthier friends complain about too much butter on their toast…. Another anecdote, but I think there is some legitimacy to what the poster was trying to describe.

Poverty is looked down upon and with it often times comes a sense of self loathing. Acknowledging this is not blaming the poors for their own plight in my opinion.

But again I do see what you are pointing at.

It seems to me like they are saying, I seem to notice this behavior among the wealthy, and it seemed to me like they were behaving this way because of a general expectation. Then they tried engaging with the world using this new seeming realization.

Of course we can’t read others minds but in this example they took an experience they perceived and tried using / mimicking said behavior and they are saying they noticed results.

I hear what you’re saying but I don’t think your assessment is accurate

Jesus h Christ son, the dude is sharing their experience

Free movie on YouTube called other life that is about this

I have some snake oil that goes down a lot easier I must say