Hey I am a fan of the individual...if kids can't afford nice clothes because their families are poor they need to get a paper route, mow lawns or wash some cars....free enterprise training camp...
After my father died at 10, my mother attempted to run the business. She failed and made a mess of things. By the time I was 13 and in Junior High I did not have the clothes which were cool, nor was what I had particularly well taken care of because with my mother working, I had to wash and iron my clothes for school. I was not very good at ironing and this was before perma press.
I have told the story of somebody on the bus making fun of my shirt not being ironed. He thought he was a tough guy and his family was doing quite well. I simply told him that I was going to get off at his bus stop and kick his asz. I did. That night, I got a call from his father(my mother worked to 10 pm and I figured he was going to chew my asz and report what I did to his son to the school)......nope, his son told him the story, and his dad was one of those tough guys that all the kids liked, and instead of chewing me out, he said he wanted to take me to the movies as a treat, and his son and I went to the movies, and his son became a life long friend and lives in Northern Arizona and has had a great career........and I hope I contributed to him learning that a bully will always meet somebody who can kick his asz.
My clothes were worn, my clothes were not necessarily ironed, but our weekly sock hop I danced with the prettiest girls and never once felt that I was less because what I wore........sometimes in life the lessons you learn are important, and the wussification of America with participation awards and thinking by wearing a uniform you are helping kids who do not have resources are pure BS, and it is just one more step in a police state seeking little robots who are compliant.....I am not a compliant person and I am glad I learned just because I could not buy the fancy clothes it did not change who I am.........now as an Oscar who wears duct tape shoes.....I have come full circle.
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