Yesterday at the Bi-Lo, man in front of me in line. He walked through with no apparent disability.
He purchased trout, catfish, perch, and a bakery pie.
I bought frozen vegetables (generic and bulk), a tiny can of mushrooms, cheapest variety, eggs (generic and in bulk), and, as a treat to be put into a cobbler, four fall apples.
He refused the cashiers attempt to provide him with a shopper’s discount card, despite her assertion that it was free.
I keep mine right on my keychain and presented it eagerly.
I paid with my Visa. He presented a government benefits card.
I completed four years of college, on my own financing, and three long years of law school, for which I will continue paying for years to come. Maybe he did the same.
But I doubt it.
And now, Amy Alkon tells me that welfare is losing its stigma.
Update: The New York Times has more on lost stigma for food stamps.