So, I know some poor people. Not just poor students living on a budget, although in this economy with all the student loans, they could end up being the people I’m talking about, but people who have bill collectors calling them at work, people who struggle to feed and house their families, people who may never be able to own their own home, or whose homes are in danger of being taken away, the homes where they live and take care of ailing family members while their employer refuses to give them full time status (benefits including cheaper health insurance, vacation time, guaranteed hours), people who will probably never be able to retire, people for whom a minor vet bill for a stomach virus is a major setback to their plans to get out of the hole.
It occurs to me that many of my friends might not actually know anyone like that, and might not have faces to associate with who all the conservatives in the spotlight right now are trying to screw. So here is a really excellent article to inform you about why targeting the poor is totally messed up and is not going to actually help our economy, in case you haven’t been thinking about this lately. Next I’m going to post some videos where John Stewart makes sense and makes me laugh while I watch clips that make me want to punch people.
Today two people told me that it was weird that I was dating Gym Teacher. Apparently the fact that he grew up poor and majored in Physical Education means that he is beneath me, brains-wise, and that we have nothing in common.
And I mean… Yes, his family belongs to a different socio-economic class. But his parents also work hard and have their own house. They do not live off of welfare.
Yes, he went to a crappy public school and barely speaks English. But he’s also the first in two generations to go to college and get a degree. He also plans to eventually get his masters (and learn English).
Yes, he works at a gym for kids teaching gymnastics and karate. It is an hourly, rather than salaried, position. But he has a JOB, which is more than I can say of a lot of people, regardless of education.
I am happy. I feel comfortable around him. I trust him. He makes me laugh, and he turns me on. So… screw the haters. I’m going to keep dating him as long as I keep feeling this way.
I get this sort of thing too. Mike is a baker and works for an hourly wage (He does have a degree in Special Education, but he is obviously no longer doing that). For some people, this seems like yet another issue to add to the long list of “reasons” I should probably just break up with him because my relationship is preventing me from meeting people that are my age and what, class? education level? Because what you do for a living and how you get paid for it is not always an indicator of how smart you are. There are a lot of different ways to be smart, and those who think that all hourly jobs are for people who aren’t smart are huge snobs who have never actually performed a craft or desperately needed to pay the bills.
But you know what? Haters gonna hate, not having a salaried job or an office job doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with intelligence, artisan baking is really awesome, and those are stupid reasons not to be with someone who makes you happy and treats you right. I hope the people who have said things like that to you aren’t close friends. The people who have said stuff like that to me were either family (can’t really be helped, fortunately not my parents) or friends of limited acquaintance.
I think they’re happy to not be alone and be free from their cage more than once every other day or so.
Also, Keeter started testing out his new wings the day I got here (apparently he molted while I was gone). They are beautiful. However, he doesn’t know how to use them very well. He keeps running into things. Early days. The steering’s a bit off.
I love my mother and my cousin, and I’m so glad to get this time to spend with them, and I have a bunch of things I need to do in the next 36 hours.
But the closer I get to seeing Mike again, the more agitated I get. I don’t know what I’m going to do if I study abroad, because 5 weeks away is making me crazy. I imagine at some point you settle into it, but it does not happen in 5 weeks.
Starting Monday around 1 pm or so I am only venturing out of my apartment for food and to take the dog to the lake, at which point we will be the annoying couple all over each other.
I just spent about a billion dollars online on textbooks and a new backpack and some new shoes, but it should all get to my apartment soon after I do so I don’t have to deal with it in the week before school.
Plus, I got lucky and saved money by going shopping with my mom the other day for nice clothes for school. Mother’s rock like that.
Now all I have left are the school supplies. Notebooks and whatnot. No problem. The rest of the week I can just relax, hang with Mike, maybe get some sewing projects done, organize my house, so all I have to worry about come Monday the 22nd is law school.
In the US, at least, at my parent’s house in Virginia for a week, and now with medium speed internet that I can access for more than 30 minutes a day. I haven’t been on tumblr in about 3.5 weeks. Did I miss anything important?
I’ve been figuring out my law school schedule and other internet chores for awhile now and I’m not used to being on a computer this long, so I’m going to go do something else, but I plan to return later and update y’all on my travels and my next big life adventure.