Today a lady on Google+ sent a message asking simply the question, "Hey Troy, What's up?" I had recently added her to my followers circle as return she had added me. Before I added her I noticed in the dim and small icon that she seemed to be meditating perhaps in an Akido pose, so I looked at her profile filled with imagery of Vietnam. Farmers with oxen and other striking imagery of the native territory. I added her an forgot.
Tonight I sat in reflection thinking, "I'm feeling kind of restricted. I have only left Missoula once in the last ten years. Cat owners all must have similar difficulties. I'm so local, domestic...I'll probably never leave Missoula, again. Maybe if I had a roommate It could free me from the cats a bit and... ". Then I realized I don't want a platonic roommate relationship. I'd rather live alone. I guess what I really want is a girlfriend!
Then I said to myself, "What my number one sociologically limiting factor. Is it my mental Illness? No it's poverty."
After reflecting on that for a moment I started thinking about survival in America and realized on Social Security Disability benefits I earn enough money to survive and with rental assistance I should not be going to the food bank tomorrow to feed myself. So what is going on?
Sadly my debt takes most of my income, but even then at least I could follow the adage, "The least amount of Harm"; at least in regard to others earned income (financially). What does the mean? It means rather then saving my meager income and buying a tablet computer. I intend to buy my own groceries and focus on survival until I'm free of debt.
It's like the clash say, "Let me tell you about your blood familiy kid. It ain't coke a cola, it's rice."
So I'll be thinking of the Vietnamese rice farmers when I go grocery shopping.
Poverty is not a symptom of schizophrenia, it's a symptom of isolation in America.
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