Fingers Malloy’s latest at the Washington Times DESTROYS Democrats phony compassion
DC plays poor house with the “Living the Wage” challenge
This week, a social media-driven political hackfest known as the “Live the Wage Challenge” will come to an end. For those not familiar with the Live the Wage Challenge (and I’m sure most Americans aren’t), ABC News offered this description:
“A trio of Democratic politicians are about to find out what it’s like to be poor.
“Former Ohio Gov. Ted Strickland, Rep. Jan Schakowsky, D-Ill. and Rep. Tim Ryan, D-Ohio, announced today that they plan to “step into the shoes of a minimum wage worker and live for one week on just $77.”
“It’s part of the Live the Wage Challenge starting Thursday — marking the fifth anniversary since Congress last increased the nation’s minimum wage.
“From July 24 to July 30, the three politicians will chronicle their experiences on social media in an effort to shed light on the challenges facing minimum wage workers across the country.”
Apparently, the goal of the campaign is to shame congressional Republicans into passing a proposed federal minimum wage increase–an increase that a February CBO report suggests may kill up to 500,000 jobs. But instead of shaming Republicans, the patronizing political dress-up campaign exposed just how out-of-touch Democrats are in Washington.
Last week, Ms. Schakowsky tweeted out her interpretation of a poor person’s menu, which pretty much falls in line with meals for most folks living in the 99 percent.
Breakfast includes cereal, eggs and english muffins. Oh, the humanity.
The lunch and dinner menu offers Ms. Schakowsky the choice of chicken, tuna, spaghetti, hot dogs and vegetables.
Holy cow, Jan — chicken salad AND tuna salad for lunch? Both? In the same week? How will you be able to make it through such hardship? I hope one of your staffers stays close by with emergency crab cakes, just in case things get a little too real for you.
Rather than playing poor and mapping out a hypothetical “life of Julia,” Democrats should go out and meet the real working America–what’s left of it anyway.
They can start with my story. When I was in my early 20s (back when being 22 was considered an adult), I moved out of my parents’ house and rented an attic that was converted into a one bedroom apartment. There was no air conditioning. It was a sauna. I’m talking hotter than the inside of an outhouse parade float. Oh, and the shower was in the hallway.
That’s right, the hallway.
My “Live the Wage” menu consisted almost exclusively of eggs, bread, mac and cheese, ramen noodles and frozen burritos. I ate so many ramen noodles in the 90s that I still can’t look at them in the grocery store without getting nauseous. I don’t need to play pretend for a week to remind myself how much it sucked.
But my story isn’t unique. Most non-Kennedy Americans can point to similar hardships when they first moved away from home. But you know what got me out of that situation? It wasn’t waiting around for the federal government to raise the minimum wage.