Ketchup sandwiches and other things stupid poor people eat
Anastasia Basil

I love this. I definitely feel like I’m drowning in a half inch of water. Even with a Roth fully funded this year, a generous 6month emergency fund (with half in a 3month CD to get that little drip of interest) and a cash balance to boot, if my cash *flow* is ever negative it is enough to make me start making spreadsheets, skipping meals, losing sleep, and thinking about suicide because I’ll clearly be destitute someday.

What’s weird about all that is I am beginning to wonder if my fear of *becoming* poor like you describe, even if I’ve “earned it” by bad judgement, may only really be terrifying because it will force me to finally be able to empathize with people who grew up like you do, understand what the old privileged me looked like to them, and truly hate that guy more than I already do.

I love ketchup though, you can skip a lot of the other expensive sauces if you stay with ketchup, oil and seasoning salt (I know my privilege is showing).

Your call to action, by the way, is true and meaningful and a very important thing to understand. As purely a critique of composition, it still pales in comparison to your story; you tip us over the climax to a denoument so steep that it could be the other side of a rollercoaster’s lift hill. We just zooom past the CtA.

It is hard to compete with such beautiful and evocative storytelling, so I don’t have any great suggestions. Just want you to know that if this article doesn’t change the world like it should, it’s because your mini-autobiography is a hard act to follow! You write like Steinbeck, maybe a little Edward Abbey too :) Better than Kerouac, imo, more sane and relatable ;)

If this was a book you could dedicate it to “Those who vote for the common good” or something and that would do it, the reader might not really get it until they finished reading the whole thing.

Anyway, I wish it was more clear what the actual best thing for the demographic in question is: the more you know about economics, the less you trust its stewardship to human intuition, in my experience. A lot of what seems obviously helpful ends up destructive. It’s not all so simple and there are no really good experiments as yet even conceived to be truly possible that could make an economy of common welfare a concrete goal to work towards. Everyone wants that, that’s why we organized as societies in the first place, but things don’t always go as planned, and the horizons and deadlines are rarely clear.

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