My new neighborhood here is what you would describe as "mixed". It's gentrifying but there's still a lot of Section 8 rentals left in between the renovated and new-built homes.
I can't help but notice that even though most don't work, the Section 8 house dwellers always seem to have money for illegal fireworks, illegal dirt bikes for their kids to ride on our streets, and huge bass-thumping stereos that boom out of their POS hooptis.
And not only do they have the money for all this stuff, they seem to be the only ones with sufficient lack or respect for everyone else to openly engage in these illegal/noisy activities at any hour of the day or night just because they feel like it. Normal people usually worry about bothering their neighbors, but this bunch? Not so much, it seems. In fact, just the other day, one teen hood-rat ran into a neighbor's parked car with a dirt bike. His momma tromped down to the crash scene about the same time that the ambulance got there. She not only admitted buying her boy the machine which cannot be legally operated on the streets, but then began demanding the insurance information of the woman whose car her son hit so SHE could file a claim!
What kind of warped sense of entitlement do you have to have to feel justified in constantly annoying and offending the very people around you who are being taxed extra to pay for your food, your clothes, your utilities and the roof over your head while you refuse to work for your own sustenance despite being able-bodied and of prime working age? (Oh--and the Obamaphones.) And why do we still have a system that perpetuates this sort of abuse? What's wrong with requiring these people to work part-time as a condition of getting the free stuff or showing up and putting in 40 hours of community service? Maybe if some of my neighbors had to be somewhere every morning, they wouldn't be waking me up every night. And who knows, but some of them might actually decide that work can bring a better life than EBT and a HANO voucher every month.
Are you listening, President Trump?