|Poverty in Appalachia|
One-hundred years ago –– before "Progressivism" –– a humble immigrant could arrive here penniless, marry, father several children, work at a low level job, and still save enough to buy property and build a house large enough to accommodate a set of parents and eight children on acreage for roughly $1,500.00. And they were able to accomplish this without succumbing to neurasthenia because of the constant ethnic slurs and racial epithets they had to endure on the sidewalks of New York.
Calling people nasty names and beating each other up was standard practice in those days, No one liked it, but few-if-any died over it either. You toughened up, rose above it, did your homework, and overcame the challenging atmosphere.
This is simply a statement of fact, because it is the story of my own family and millions of others.
|Poor boys finding ways to enjoy themselves|
When you compare the lives and prospects of today's poor, who have received so much Federal State and Local "help," to the poor of yesteryear who received nothing but kicks in the shins, there can be no doubt that those left on their own to find ways to cope with adversity became much better people than those who live on Food Stamps.
The Welfare State has produced generations of pathetic, feeble, drug-addicted, violence-prone, prison-bound thugs and countless other disgusting, discouraging and dispiriting phenomena.
The State makes a lousy substitute for good, hard-working, God-fearing, goal-orientated, ambitious, upwardly-mobile, legally married parents who raise their children on their own.
This is not THEORY; this is FACT. Look what the poverty pimps, bleeding hearts, mercy freaks, grievance junkies, and guilt mongers have produced. It's monstrous.
|Their little faces say it all|
DISMANTLE the WELFARE STATE
The human spirit thrives in spite of it.