Originally Posted by The Villager II

I have made it through working for a living so great that I live in The Villages Florida. I have retired from two jobs and can't stand the sight of a 35 year old man sitting on the front porch drinking a 40 or the woman that shows up at the welfare office in her Cadillac with all 14 kids in the car, but yet, yes but yet, I can't turn a blind eye to the poor and hungry when I see a fat cat eating a 200 dollar appetizer at a three cocktail lunch. We need to separate the two categories by sever punishment for the slacker and extra help for the helpless.