Most of you were not alive before the social safety net was constructed.
Neither was I, but my parents and grandparents were.
My grandmother, for example. Her parents died in a fire when she was very young. She went to live with her older sister, who died in childbirth when she was 9. And so she went to work in a baking factory, and when the inspectors came she would hide in the flour barrels so that they wouldn't catch her.
Pretty sad story, huh? Home destroyed by fire, orphaned, orphaned again when sister died....
Where were the private charities when she was hiding in the flour barrels? Those private charities you say are perfectly adequate to handle such situations.
They weren't there. Not for her. Not for anyone else.
BTW, she died young...I guess breathing in all that flour as a child laborer does that to you.
My parents lived through the depression, and had lots and lots of stories. Inspiring stories of neighbor helping neighbor at times, but no matter how you sliced it, "nothing times nothing means nothing."
Private charities weren't there. Not for them. Not for anyone else.
I know that many of you console and delude yourselves with the romantic notion that government isn't necessary.
That romantic notion won't feed the hungry, clothe the naked. or shelter the homeless...all it will do is make you feel good about values you shouldn't feel so good about.
Neither was I, but my parents and grandparents were.
My grandmother, for example. Her parents died in a fire when she was very young. She went to live with her older sister, who died in childbirth when she was 9. And so she went to work in a baking factory, and when the inspectors came she would hide in the flour barrels so that they wouldn't catch her.
Pretty sad story, huh? Home destroyed by fire, orphaned, orphaned again when sister died....
Where were the private charities when she was hiding in the flour barrels? Those private charities you say are perfectly adequate to handle such situations.
They weren't there. Not for her. Not for anyone else.
BTW, she died young...I guess breathing in all that flour as a child laborer does that to you.
My parents lived through the depression, and had lots and lots of stories. Inspiring stories of neighbor helping neighbor at times, but no matter how you sliced it, "nothing times nothing means nothing."
Private charities weren't there. Not for them. Not for anyone else.
I know that many of you console and delude yourselves with the romantic notion that government isn't necessary.
That romantic notion won't feed the hungry, clothe the naked. or shelter the homeless...all it will do is make you feel good about values you shouldn't feel so good about.
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