No one is turning down a job for the “luxury” of $600. People are just trying to survive.
Protect their unemployment. Protect their housing.
Treat them as your fellow human beings, Senators!
… at breakfast time.
Writers can be pretty intense. It’s the kind of thing that can happen when you spend too much time bottled up inside your own head.
Be the person your dog thinks you are!
Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
–“Invictus” by William Ernest Henley