This is poverty.
This might be poverty, but it’s probably more bad choices and bad habits. Los Angeles is an expensive town. Move.
This really isn’t poverty.
Nor is this. It’s not “refugee” or “asylum” either.
I couldn’t find a photograph of a fast food worker with a neck tattoo and cell phone, but that too is not poverty.
Mankind has accomplished an amazing thing in my lifetime, and that is the practical abolition of scarcity. We can grow all the crops the world needs in that greenbelt in the middle of the U.S., and float it down via gravity to the Port of New Orleans or truck it to every corner of the country. Nobody starves to death in the U.S. absent the most consumptive mental illness or addiction.
I’m willing to be proved wrong, but I don’t think anybody starves to death on the entire planet absent a deliberate human disruption of the supply chain.
Rather than be grateful to God and humbled at our abundance, we instead are freed up for all sorts of nonsense, like gender equality, racial equality, and sexual deviancy. That’s the human condition, and has been since Genesis 11.
I’m in my 50’s which is old enough (believe it or not) to have seen people with parasitic elephantiasis. Elephantiasis is now classified as a “neglected tropical disease.” I still see people living in genuine Third World squalor in places like McIntosh County. I call it squalor not poverty, because if we wanted to we could take these peoples’ guns and shoot their pit bulls (they have both), bulldoze their shacks, and move them to clean, hygienic apartments with a guaranteed minimum income, which a lot of them already receive. Same for the schizophrenic homeless men I drive by every day on the way to work. The only reason we don’t is our powerful creed of autonomous individuality. And you know what they would do if we did these wonderful things? They’d escape to the back streets or some remote culvert or clearing to resume their free lives.
We have a poverty problem all right, but it’s the problem of the poor enjoying the vices of the Biblical rich. The recluses and vagrants aren’t really the problem. These people are the problem:
Is anybody else thinking about a world, post-Scarcity?
Are the economists? What is money at this point? There are people alive today with so much money all they can think to do with it is buy the government paper that keeps millions alive without working and a Navy floating around with nothing to do. Why do we even bother with taxes? Why can’t we sell countries like Haiti, Guyana, the Congo, and Palestine to the billionaires? One day, I bet we will.
Are the theologians? What’s the attraction of Christianity when Globohomo Corp. can reduce marginal costs to the point that we fill every belly, cure everybody’s AIDS, and preach the gospel of liberalism? What was all that stuff about “labor” and being “heavy-laden” again? Christianity in general, and Orthodoxy in particular, is the redoubt of affluent intellectuals. Present-centered people enjoying all the food, parties and sex they want have no need of it.
I’m told this is all cyclical and soft people make hard times. I guess we’ll find out.