Why work, when you can breed to prosperity?
A welfare mama makes a career out of having babies, and gets $17,500 a year for each one. Four kids, $70,000 a year. She spends her time watching the soaps, in her air conditioned living room popping bonbons in her fat mouth, and a few minutes each afternoon or evening trying to get pregnant again. After all, another brat is worth $17,500 a year. And she’s teaching her kids, by example, to do the same. Not bad, if you’re devoid of pride and self-reliance.
A farmhand works all his life, driving tractor, working from dawn to dark, rain or roasting sun, frying or freezing, on whatever jobs need doing, and retires to $1,700 a month from Social Security, which he’s paid into all his working life. That’s $20,400 a year—far less than a subsistence level in this country. He spends his day planting a garden because he’ll need it to eat, and doing odd jobs to pick up a few bucks.
And congress, in their mad haste to cut the cost of government, wants to go after the retired farm hand.
Is there something wrong with that picture?
Where’s the common sense?