(not so) Entitled

Every time I hear about how the economy is tanked, or how illegals are taking all of our jobs, or how all of our jobs are outsourced, or how nobody has any money, or how children are hungry…..well, anyway, just how generally bad things are all around, I get this little twitching in my eye.

I wonder if maybe we are all laying in the bed we made for ourselves. 

A high-ranking politician from Down South got into a little hot water not too long ago for defending his state’s use of immigrants in the fields, rather than giving those jobs to Americans.  His statement was pretty frank–he said Americans wouldn’t do the jobs, and that if they didn’t hire the immigrants, the job wouldn’t be done.  He said that American employees complained about the work, were habitually late, and quit without warning. 

Those statements didn’t make huge headlines like they might have, probably because as a whole, we tend to overlook those loudmouth Southerners.  We consider them close-minded and overbearing.  (I guess it’s a hold-over from that whole Civil War thing.) 

I, however, was completely vindicated.  I have been making similar comments for years. 

To me, a great portion of our population has what I have dubbed  “Entitlement Syndrome.”  We all think we are owed something.  For a long time, people of my generation had this notion that they could go to college, get that fancy degree, and then they would get a high-paying job.  We were entitled to it, by God!  Well, we all know how that turned out.  I think everyone should go to college, but that is no guarantee of work.  There is no guarantee of work. 

Another facet of ES is how everyone believes they are worth more than they actually are.  Just like those field workers Down South, most of us are more than a little picky.  Lots of places are hiring, but not really any place too many of us want to work.  I include myself in this, because I understand.  I know things cost too much, and health care should be both affordable and available to everyone, but to me those are issues that need to be addressed from the ground up.  People are not going to be able to get free health care until someone does something about the cost of health care.  Employees need top wages because crap costs so much–been to the grocery store lately?–but employers raise prices to cover insurance and wages.  Simple reform is not the answer.  We’re talking about revolutionary level action, and I wonder if any of us have the energy for that.

The issue that is nearest and dearest to my heart with the ES-ers is disability.  While this may or may not be an issue where you live, here in West by-God Virginia it is a major deal.  We have the highest rate of disability in the country.  If you don’t believe me, just try to find a handicapped parking spot at the grocery store.

 

I’m  bound to piss someone off, but I can’t even help myself.  This is an epidemic.  People move to this state to get on disability because they didn’t qualify in other states.  Why do people think they have to right to sit home and take money from working people?  Because they think they are entitled. 

The worst part of this is that there really are some people who need to receive disabiltiy.  Like always, the people who abuse it ruin it for everyone else.  I have great insight into this issue.  I know what a disabled person looks like.  The one that pops into my mind is totally dependent on someone to take care of her.  She can’t walk, feed herself, take herself to the bathroom, bathe herself, brush her own teeth, wipe her own ass, nothing.  That is disabled.  Being fat is not.  Why should I have to pay taxes to support someone who is obese, and worse still, who is raising another generation just like them?  I can’t find a place to park the ramp van because the handicapped parking is full of people who can walk up and down every ailse in the store, but can’t walk twenty yards through the parking lot.

Our joke around this house is how people get the disability cure.  They walk around with canes and braces, limping like a wounded Civil War soldier, then they get awarded their disability, and voila! They are healed.  The canes vanish, the limps clear up, and a fancy new truck appears in the driveway. 

And scholars say the age of miracles has passed.

Ironically, truly disabled people are the ones who are sadly in need of benefits.  If you an older disabled person, God help you, because the government sure isn’t.  My sister has a medical card, but at the age of 21, it stops paying for dental or eye care.  You know, once you hit 21, you don’t really need your teeth or vision anymore, I guess.  And oh yes, she gets a check–but it wouldn’t even cover rent, let alone the payment on a new truck. 

It’s a cycle.  Parents who live off of the taxpayer are very adept at raising their kids “in the system.”  In truth, why would you work if you didn’t have to?  Hell, they are the smart ones.

The sad truth is this: no one owes you a thing–not one damn thing.  Yes, my sister and my daughter are both disabled, but that’s really just our hard luck.  We will take what help we can get, but if that help is gone, we still have to do what we have to do.  I may have to work nights after Matt comes home, or he may have to get a second job.  We may never get paid more than what we do now, but we’re lucky to have the jobs we have.  About the only thing I think we are entitled to is our social security, which we generously loan to the government out of each pay check.  I don’t think I need to tell you which way that is going.

So, maybe we need to adjust our thinking.  Maybe, in this month of thankfulness, we should be thankful for all that we have, and all that we are able to do.  Maybe we should stop expecting someone to do something for us, and do for ourselves.  We need to improve our own situation–

We owe it to ourselves.

 

 

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6 thoughts on “(not so) Entitled

  1. I agree with you. It’s good that you’re not afraid to speak your mind. More people agree with you than you might imagine, they just lack the courage to say it. After all, the truth hurts, as the expression goes.

    • It’s as discouraging as it is infuriating. It seems like only those who really need help are the ones who have the most trouble getting it. I don’t know. It’s good to hear from you, BTW–I hope you are doing well and feeling well!

  2. You are an incredible human being who SHOULD be entitled to as much support as she needs, mostly because you don’t THINK you’re entitled. Your humility and willingness to work hard is what SHOULD make you entitled.

    Ask any of the 1% and they will most likely admit, probably in a round about way, that THEY are entitled to what they have because they’ve “worked hard”, as if they are the only ones who have ever worked hard and the rest of us are slackers. In reality, it’s nothing more than a lottery.

    I agree with you that there is an unjustifiable sense of entitlement among the bottom dwellers, but I think the SAME sense of entitlement pervades the wealthiest among us. It isn’t fair either way, but like you say, this is life and we’re really not “owed” anything, other than what society decides to give us.

    The truth of this is really nailed home when you consider that there are places in the world where you as a female can be imprisoned simply for unwittingly showing a sliver of exposed ankle or some other seemingly benign snippet of flesh. We are all at the mercy of the powers that be, but as you also point out, we ARE society and as such the power really DOES lie with us.

    Yes, this was a rant. LOL! You’re such an inspirational instigator! 😉

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