To be fair getting and keeping a job can be hard right now, especially with the jobs these people would likely be going into. Not to mention that the jobs most people in poverty get will only be enough to keep them living on a paycheck to paycheck basis, thus never getting out of poverty. Sure many likley ended up at this point from bad choices, but at least they work.
Horseshit. I started out at national chain restaurant in 1983 as a cook. $3.35 an hour. I worked harder than everyone else, put up with not getting raises, went to school to get a degree at the same time and eventually moved up to a fairly high position. Why? High turnover. I stayed there when other people moved on for 10 or 20 cents more on the hour. After 4 years, I rapidly moved up. They figured out that I was gonna stay. That is called opportunity. I don't work there anymore now. Moved on to bigger and better things. In my current job, 16 years, I have moved up as people have left. I took over their jobs willingly and did them better than they did. Saved the organization money. A job opened up in another department recently and I got it. 12 percent increase. When I told the big boss why I took the job, purely financial reasons, she offered to match it. As of right now, I haven't made a decision. You make your own bed, and if that bed is not soft then it is your own fault.
And then of course you've got the others on welfare, happy to live in poverty as long as the government pays them too. Then again, I know people on welfare who seem to be well off.
Exactly. I've been poor. Things got bad back in the late 70's and Pa Perky would not take welfare. It was a stigma back in the 70's. We grew our own food at granddad Perky's farm. Dad, brother Perky and I cut yards that summer. I had 30 yards I cut... and this was back before weed eaters made it easy to trim... you was on your hands and knees with a pair of clippers... and the money went to paying the electric bill. My older brother did the same. It made me want to not be poor. Now we got welfare parasites that get food, money, housing, cell phones, and free health care for crying out loud. Why wouldn't they stay "poor"?
Pisses me off. It should hurt to be poor so you don't wanna be there anymore.