Party time for the privileged

This entry is more observational than event-driven, but the message has to be said every now and then.

On an increasing basis, it seems you can't go a day without hearing some bigot who will never be poor themselves gripe about the poor having it too easy. As folks like you and me slog through each day serving a privileged few who don't appreciate our work, those we serve are chowing down on the finest meals and driving the fanciest cars. Life for the spoiled is a party that never ends.

Upper-echelon classist bigots think it's their birthright to have an activist government serving their desires - at the expense of everyone else. They rarely dirty their hands with real work, but if we spend 80 hours a week washing their dishes, it's never enough to please them.

While countless working-class Americans are losing access to life-saving medical care, spoiled class-baiters diaper themselves with cosmetic surgery and the most expensive jewelry. Much of their opulent lifestyle is paid for with government handouts funded by hard-working taxpayers like us - like the deluxe SUV tax break of mid-decade. Somehow I don't think this is what the Founding Fathers and Mothers of this country had in mind.

I guess nobody ever taught those who choose to build their fortune off of our hard work (and who think we have it easy) any self-control. Thirty years ago, if someone happened to be financially better off than most of their fellow Americans, they were much more likely to have some humility and decency about it. Now they're more likely to flaunt their wealth - and blame the poor for circumstances they were born into.

Also 30 years ago, the poor were less likely to be made to feel ashamed of being poor. If you were poor or working-class, there was a stronger sense of identity in those days.

So we need to call out the spoiled babies on their handout culture. And we need to call them out right to their faces the next time they start their ravings.