Instead of handing out the welfare checks, we’ll teach people how to
earn their check. We’ll teach them personal hygiene … the personal
things they don’t get when they come from dysfunctional homes.”
You have to teach them basic things – taking care of themselves,
physical fitness. In their dysfunctional environment, they never
learned these things.
They’re gross, and they smell, and some of them are loud, and some of them are impolite. They’re standing on public street corners. They’re in public parks. They’re hanging around, talking in foul language. They hog the Internet at the library. They hog the library anyway, and they LOOK AT ME. They stand outside stores and they come in movie theaters. They sit on their porches. They sit in their yards. They walk down the sidewalk.
They’re weird, and they’re poor, and they’re probably on welfare, and they’re lazy, and they suck, and this is a nice community, a nice town, a nice city, a nice state, a nice country. They shouldn’t be here. We should put them away. We should lock them down. We should forcibly show them how to get clean because clearly they don’t know how. We should police how they talk and what they say and where they find work and what they do at every turn.
Why? Because we’re not poor, and they are. Clearly we have something to teach them. And clearly we should make them learn it, not for their benefit, really, but for ours. It’s our tax dollars, anyway, that they’re living on, and we would never ever misuse our glorious 50 cents a year that way, by having uncombed hair.
Fuck this nonsense, all of it, forever.
This is the most fundamental misunderstanding of society today, that we should be able to create The Truman Show, basically, and make everybody behave. Other people exist, in the world. You go out and you stand on the public street, you don’t control who’s out there with you. I love my personal space as much as anyone alive and I don’t like being crowded, but … this is the world. Rich, poor, sane, crazy, whatever, everybody’s out there. Everybody belongs.
And yes, we have laws and those laws must be followed, but increasingly we’re looking for ways to nitpick everything until it’s Disneyland and I gotta tell you, Disneyland? Just as full of whackjobs and assholes as every place else, only all of them have enough money to go to Disneyland. Teenagers get to congregate and people get to sit down on a bench and be there, in your line of sight, and if it offends you, tough shit.
But don’t alter fundamental protections in American society that have benefited millions in times of trouble just because you saw a dirty poor person on your nice clean street. Don’t act like the solution is just to put everybody somewhere where they won’t ever encounter another non-poor human being. That isn’t how this works.
We don’t take care of each other because we want to make sure everyone gets a proper crew cut and speaks without any type of slang. We take care of each other because it could be us, tomorrow, needs taking care of, and because it’s the right thing to do, and we do it the best we can figure out how to do it on a government-sized scale. Our fate is your fate.