Sailing on the River Denial with Clinton Foundation & Friends
I recently bought about $100 worth of groceries at the same grocery chain where I’d had one of my college jobs as a boxperson. Back in that day, I was making about $15 an hour. It was a union job. If I had stayed I would have had health benefits, been trained as a checker, and maybe moved into a specific department of the store or trade. All of the checkers were single moms and were supporting their families. It’s not possible for that now, even at that particular, well-run, strong grocery chain.
As soon as I put my credit card in the reader, with only a few items scanned, the machine asked,
Do you want to support developmentally disabled children? YES / NO
“Wow,” I said to the gentleman at the register. “This makes me feel terrible. I do support developmentally disabled, but I can’t afford to give money right now.”
Point being: the program was trying to guilt me out of a few bucks before I paid for my groceries. I had to answer “yes” or “no” before I could even see my items as they were rung up.
His idea was that it was all a scam. Laughing, he said, “Yeah, most of these charities are thieves. They pay themselves high salaries like big businesses and don’t do much of anything.”
