So, I’ve been poor a lot in my life. (I’ve also been well-off a few times. It comes, it goes.)
Today, I was at a supermarket and I noticed that the two-liter bottles of pop were $1 Canadian.
In the old days the rich were fat, the poor were skinny. Now it’s the other way around.
A large part of the issue is that the cheapest foods are things like pop, pasta, rice, potatoes, and various baked goods.
If you want the most calories for the least money, cheap is often the way to go.
Now it’s also true that you can cook relatively healthy meals for not too much money. BUT, the problem is that good, cheap food is also food that takes quite a bit of time to cook. Slow cooking is the rule for cheap food.
Meanwhile, the working poor are often employed at multiple jobs. To put it simply, they’re tired and overworked virtually all the time. And, so, labor- and time-intensive cooking tends to go out the window.
And even good, cheap cooking doesn’t have the calories/$ ratio of two liters of pop for $1.
You eat this sort of cheap food, which is a nutritional wasteland, and you put on weight and you become unhealthy. Pasty, unhealthy looking skin is one of the results, along with a general feeling of malaise.
It’s a nasty trap, and hard to get out of. Your job takes up all your time, you have little ability to eat well or take care of yourself in other ways (like exercise), and as a result the work and energy it takes to get out poverty often seems insurmountable.
All of this leaves aside that in many other ways, it’s very expensive to be poor (which is another article).
True poverty breeds despair. It’s one of the things that those who do poverty challenges, even long term ones, never really experience. It’s one thing to live on a small amount of money for a couple weeks, or even work for some months at a shitty job, living on the wages. It’s another thing for it to be your life.
The tourists know that if things go bad (they get seriously sick, for example), they have an out.
The natives know they are one problem away from disaster and the street and that their life is probably never going to be better.
There was a time in America (and Canada) where there was a good chance–a reasonable expectation–that poverty wasn’t for life.
But the stats now show that class mobility has collapsed. Where you are is probably where you are going to stay, and indeed, downward mobility has increased significantly as well.
There’s not much reasonable hope. And when people have no hope, when they’re desperate, when their entire future looks dismal, well, they become willing to do almost anything.
Politically, of course, they become demagogue bait.
Those who want a lovely country should remember this: People who have real expectations of a better future don’t vote for demagogues or to fuck the system. Those who have no real hope, on the other hand, do.
As you sow, so you reap. The American (and Canadian) middle class was down with the immiseration of the poor and the closing of hope. Then the upper class and rich turned on them, and now they squeal.
So it is.
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