So we've bent over backwards, sold off our future, put our children into a million dollars worth of debt and $5 million worth of unfunded liabilities to help the poor.
And how are they doing with that?
How is the poor handling all the generosity that the world has destroyed its future to provide?
Are they helping us back?
Are they saying, oh man, gosh, you know, the fact that you've paid for all of this stuff?
Holy crap, I feel terrible.
I feel terrible.
I mean, I'm going to do everything that I can to stop being poor because being poor is a real burden on everyone else.
I'm getting people killed by consuming healthcare.
Oh, one other thing.
Hey, poor people, when we give you free stuff, could you do us a wee favor, just a tiny smidge of a favor?
Can you not wreck it?
You know, you get a free apartment or a free house.
Can you not just like wreck it?
That would be excellent.
Because, you know, it's kind of expensive to provide.
It's really expensive to maintain and repair.
Can't you just not wreck it?
How about you don't wreck and destroy and graffiti up your entire neighborhoods?
Just as a thought, a little thought experiment.
Ooh, ooh, here's a good idea.
Hey, poor people, how about you don't shoplift the living shit out of every store that opens up in your neighborhood and then complain about being food deserts?
Just a thought.
Just a thought.
If you don't steal from everybody, you can get stores in the neighborhood, then you don't need to take three buses to pick up some ho-hos and ding-dongs.
And, oh, here's another plus.
you also can get jobs in your neighborhood because there'll actually be businesses there.
That would be...
Also, if you could not disrupt the schools all the time, poor people, that would also be excellent.
Because, you know, kind of being taxed to Helengone to give you the schools.
And it'd be kind of nice if, you know, the kids in there who want to get out of being poor don't have to get in with all of this chaos, noise, and violence.
That would be Excellent.
I mean, that would be lovely.
We're not asking you for the moon.
A couple of simple things.
And, you know, we'll be good.
And then, see, then the cool thing is you can join people in the middle class.
And then you won't be taking all of our tax money because that would be really nice.
You know, those of us who work hard, get up early, work hard.
I know it may not seem like that because I only do six shows a week, but it's a lot of work.
And I'm working on a book and other things.
So that would be nice.
Or, you know, here's the very least.
Here's the very least.
Can you just say thank you to society that has handed over trillions and trillions and trillions of dollars over the last 50 years or 60 years?
Maybe a little thanks.
I mean, I don't know about y'all, but I'm starting to feel not even a little, but a lot like, oh, but what about the poor?
It's like, I don't care.
I will care about the poor when the poor care about me.
Because this one-sided shit, I'm done.
I'm done with it.
At the very least, a thank you.
And maybe, you know, because this is what charities would require.
Believe it or not, I studied quite a lot of Victorian charities back in the day for reasons that pass my memory at the moment.
But Victorian charities would be like, okay, you mess up.
First time, we'll totally help you.
Absolutely.
Second time, we're not going to help you very much.
A little, just to keep you off the streets, but you got to shape up.
Third time, we're done.
We're done.
And then people fall and they wail and they cry that they're victims.
But it's sometimes the tragic cosmic purpose of some people's lives is to just serve as a warning to everyone else.
But all you get is this anger.
Who's going to feed my kids?
You get this anger, this entitlement, this rage.
Anytime there's any cut in payments, you get riots.
And it's like, okay, so that's just another expense that we have to bear, which is the extra policing.
Ah, yes, the extra policing.
super great.
Sigh.
Yeah.
Thank you.
So I don't view them as the poor as much as the ruling class because they generally have all the characteristics of the ruling class, which is entitlement, contempt, and violence when they're crossed.
The poor.
I'm tired of it all.
Maybe I'm just aging out of infinite exploited empathy and compassion.
Of feeling like a spiritual well that people come to drain my blood on a regular basis while backhanding me across the face after they rob me blind.
Maybe that's just how I'm feeling.
Maybe that's just where my heart is settling as I. I turn 59 soon.
Pushing 60 with both hands.
So when people are like the poor, I'm like, are they grateful?
Are they working their way out of poverty?
Are they thankful?
Are they appreciative?
Do they feel bad that they have to take all the society's resources or they feel they have to?
Or are they just a new aristocracy that are entitled and angry and demand all of your savings and resources and your children's economic future being sold off to in a conveyor belt of human flesh to foreign banksters?
All the Pac-Men eating up the future.
No, I view them as an entitled set of overlords in many ways.
Can't be crossed, can't be reasoned with, ungrateful, entitled.