Remember those Hollywood jokes back in the 80's ...

(I've already lost a bunch of people who weren't born yet, but stay with me here)

... about how "Grandma" would give a nice shiny quarter as a reward for doing a good job?

This is like that. Three dollars.

I went shopping for ingredients to make BLT's at home, last week. Nothing fancy. Bacon. Head of lettuce. Tomatoes. I spent a little extra on a sliced round loaf of sourdough bread. Rounded out the shopping trip with a gallon of milk and a jug of cream.

$28.

If you earned $3/hr and worked an 8-hour shift, you would probably earn enough, after taxes, to buy food for yourself, for the day. But only food. Nothing else. You would have to work 7 days each week if you wanted to eat everyday.

If you, as an individual, are so horrifyingly out-of-touch with reality that you don't know how badly inflation is destroying our own young people, then don't bother with "Shut The Fuck Up". It's too late for that. Kill yourself.

(I poasted this on another site as a response to the below image)