All I know is that I long for it for some damn reason. As an Appalachian kid with too little to eat, that shit was heaven. I don’t know if it was just because I was hungry, but I was sad to see it go.
This made me think of something else too.
My mom used to stop at a gas station, send me in first with a food stamp dollar to buy a .05 cent piece of gum. My brother would do the same thing, then we’d drive down to the next station and do it again. Finally, at the third station we’d come to the car and give my mom the change. Once we were done, she could afford enough gas to go visit my aunt and my cousins.
Once the EBT card came out that was over for poor folks.
People would stand outside of gas stations and stop people, “hey bro, I’ll buy you two twelve packs of soda for two bucks. You can get a candy bar too.” They usually end up trespassed. The smart ones would sell the cards for half their value (smart? I know) so they didn’t get banned from stores.
Working in a gas station in Appalachia I seen a number of people open their wallets and have several EBT cards.
Pretty bad that I see Krombopulos Michael as the morally superior party in this situation. The guy is providing expert service, doing something he loves, making a living. When compared to what the US does, that’s not so bad. KM probably kills fewer people, too.
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