A woman who has never wanted for anything in her life thinks she can speak for us all just because she’s been in a movie with the current governor of California. Thus spaketh Jamie Lee Curtis on the current economic troubles:
What this crisis is going to do is bring us into financial alignment. Families may have to live together again! What a concept. Grandparents will live with their grown children and help raise their grandchildren — even at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Neighbors are going to meal share and carpool and child care for each other and maybe even rent out parts of homes to other families. Less meat, more beans. Might be better for you anyway. Less indoor gym workouts and more walking, more park time, more family outdoor time.
You first, Princess.
I can speak from experience — real experience, recorded on this here blog — that not having enough money to pay rent on time isn’t a thrilling adventure, especially when you don’t have any living nearby relatives to move in on; and not being able to afford to eat anything but the cheapest, crappiest food isn’t “better for you” — living on nothing but beans, rice, and pasta makes you tired, gassy, and fat. And so on and so forth.
Her father, Tony Curtis, grew up poor in the Bronx, and had to work his way up in Hollywood. We’ll probably never know, but I wonder what he would have to say to his daughter’s silly paean to the sort of widespread struggle and poverty that thanks to her father she has never had to experience.
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