The soon-to-be-hubs and I (that's right folks, I'm officially not only married soon-to-be-divorced but also soon-to-be-hitched-again ;) Put that in your pipe and smoke it) went on a double date recently with one of my girlfriends and her new beau; An old friend of hers from childhood that she had recently reconnected with. I had talked to her about a week before this double-date happened about how she shacked up with this guy for nearly a week, in a cabin, got snowed in. Come on, you get the point right? Things had been going quite well. They really had a lot of chemistry and a real connection. They shared a lot of things, including a somewhat dry sense of humor and a little bit of a twisted kinda state-of-mind (not in a bad way!).
So the night comes that we have our date, dinner at a local bar/restaurant that Mark and I used to work at, then bowling at a little bowling alley just outside of town. Dinner was fine, my friend, let's call her Jane, and her beau, we'll call him John, seemed to be getting along fine. At one point after we had finished our meal, I pulled out my phone and showed "Jane" some pictures of our new terroris- I mean - Puppy (more on that later). Then "John" pulls out his phone and is showing me some little e-cards and political funnies about anti-gun-bans and what not. Pretty much Anti-Obama stuff in general. While I don't always agree with these little posts I see splattered all over my Facebook News Feed, a lot of times I will share them or pass them along to friends because they are humorous or because I know that friend will find it to be true and would appreciate it.

Apparently, earlier before dinner, they had got on the subject of government assistance, and finances. John suddenly went from charming and sweet to obnoxious and condescending. He basically turned up his nose at the kind of money she is making and tore her down for needing a little bit of help.
So now my point; Why is this such a bad thing? There are people out there who are abusing the system- Selling their foodstamps for beer and cigarettes, using their welfare checks for drugs, living off the government for their entire lives because they're lazy and would rather work the system than make an honest living. I get that. But there are also people in this world, like my friend, who work hard and take care of their families but sometimes it's just not quite enough. Sometimes, people need help. Ask anybody who has ever been an addict, who has ever been depressed, who has ever been down on their luck or suffered a loss, needing help does not make you a bad person. It does not make you weak. It makes you human.
Would you rather see a single mom out there busting her ass at a job 5-6 days a week and getting a little assistance from the government, or a woman raising her children with a man who refuses to get a job and just living off of welfare and being entirely dependant on assistance from others? It's not the same thing, and yet they are both judged equally by so many.

I love this! I will admit I am guilty at times of judgment. I think that is a human tendency. I always counter think myself back into a place of compassion in the end, but sometimes my first thought when seeing the woman in front of me with an iPhone and Coach purse pay with EBT is one involving eye rolling and exasperation. Yet, I have been on food stamps. My best friend is on SNAP and her kids on state insurance. I had my daughter on the Gift of Life program (which is like Medicaid). Sometimes you do need a bit of help. My mother was on welfare when I was young when my dad left her and she got pregnant and had not yet married my stepdad. She needed help. She used the system for what it is for and then got off of it when she could stand on her own. I think that everyone can agree that we like that our country offers that, hate that there are those who abuse it, and I wish we could all agree that it's not our place to judge who falls into which category. Great post!
ReplyDeleteThanks. My daughter is on medicaid now, although this past week her dad has started paying $87 per month to the state as reimbursement for those benefits. I can't afford health insurance, neither can he, my fiancee has insurance but until were married it won't cover me nor her. I remember being on food stamps and feeling bad for going to the store dressed nice, like "I hope they don't think I look poor enough for food stamps.." It's ridiculous.
DeleteI hope they don't think I don't look poor enough is what I meant
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