When I was young, I cut grass and did yard work for a living. There were some boys in the neighborhood that felt I was being greedy and unfair, since I had grass to cut and they had none. So they straightway cut their prices, took half my jobs and were seemingly happy. But something strange happened. I, not only started getting my old jobs back but newer 'customers' were calling me to cut their grass. I was taken aback by the sudden influx of work. Well, it seems that those boys that had nothing to do before, had bitten off more than they could chew. Not only was their work shit, but they failed to cut the lawns on a timely basis resulting in ankle high grass and unkept lawns of their customers. While I turned down some of the older jobs that left me and kept some newer accounts, the boys still didn't seem to get enough work by summer's end, to keep them busy, so, somehow, it became my fault. I began getting harassed by the boys, many older, because I took 'their' work. Forget the fact it got done, got done well and on time. For some reason their lack of work ethic and sloppy lawncare was, somehow, my fault. I held an unfair advantage over them because I was actually good at what I did and busted my ass for every dime!
So these boys sought ways to extort money out of me. One threatened to tell Mrs. W that I smoked if I didn't shell out some cheese to them. I, of course, told them to go fuck themselves (my parents knew I smoked and Mrs. W knowing what she already suspected wasn't going to change the way she felt about my work). Others tried to 'make it difficult' on me to carry on my practice of mowing the lawns by placing difficult to see objects in the lawns of my customers. Short of getting my ass gang whipped, I decided it was best, for my sanity, to ease up and not work as hard. I dropped some not so pleasant accounts and retained the best ones. I made sure I let every one of them know which ones I wasn't doing anymore. What happened? They STILL didn't get the work and the ones I dropped ended up subscribing to a 'professional' lawn care service at twice the price.
The harassment settled down because I became less visible and less of a target. I wasn't in their face every where they rode their bikes. It was as if before, I was saying 'Na, na, na ,na, naaaaa! Look at what I make!' Hey, I wasn't cleaning up the cash anymore so their jealousy subsided. I was a less important topic now. I was 'one of them' again.
The above story is true and it demonstrates how society, as a whole, view those as wealthy or well to do as 'undeserving' of their riches and should 'give back' a portion of what they have 'taken'. The reality of this is that those who are self made wealth, work hard for it and live well because of it are, for some reason, critisized for their success, as if it's handed to them. These same seek to destroy those successful people and take from them what is not theirs, in order to 'level' the playing field. The 'redistribution of wealth' as it's so eloquently called, is a mainstay of liberal politics. For some reason, those with money are viewed as undeserving of it and those without deserve what you have and what they deem as an excessive amount. I've never known anyone who was employed by a poor man but, for some unexplainable reason, all is judged by what the have nots don't have as opposed as what the have's do with their money. It is unexplainable to me why a tax cut given to a business owner is seen as excess, even though he paid a larger portion of his income into the system, which results in a tax cut for him!
When I cut all those lawns, I was seen as the enemy. When I slacked off, I was one of them again. That's the way it is. If you have money, you're the 'rich fucker'. If you're a beer drinking, no ambition redneck, you're all right! (And poor pitiful you if you're having a hard time making it).
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