I'm trying to keep from crying, been jobless with a disability, remember vividly what food stamps and section 8 housing were like. Many of my creative writing and academic friends have luckily not been quite "there, there" which is to say I'm generalizing but I hear so much chatter about fellowships and Fulbrights and teaching gigs and book tours but very little visceral and collective tears for the long time unemployed.
I reckon this is the kind of Facebook message that wins no friends. But I'm very sad about the growing population of poor people in this nation. Gandhi said it: "Poverty is the worst form of violence." I also like the observation by Mother Teresa: "Is is poverty to decide that a child must die so you may live as you wish."
Let's remember our fellow citizens this long weekend.
S.K.