Little Old Ladies Out in the Street

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Beating my Aunt Nancy at Space Invaders. Christmas morning 1978.

The Trump-loving relative mentioned in the post below is an aunt in Jacksonville, Florida. She’s lived in the same house since she was a little girl. I lived there a couple of years myself.

I called her last week on a whim and learned that she had been a week and a half from homelessness thanks to back property taxes and a series of financial calamities. I fixed the immediate problem and will work on a permanent fix.

If we had a UBI or pretty much any kind of social safety net left in the U.S. this wouldn’t have happened. This isn’t a one-off.

While I’m at it, my mother would have lived another 20 years if she hadn’t been too goddamned afraid of the BILL to go to the doctor. None of this is right, and none of it has to be this way. I’m so fucking angry.

Satorical

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