I'm NOT turning into a Republican

Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny.

— Yoda

So I was standing in line at the grocery store today waiting to buy some goodies for dinner. The customer in front of me had a huge cart of what I would mostly consider junk food: 4 half racks of soda pop, case of cup 'o noodles, sugary cereal, and a lot of frozen meal stuff. She's got some serious ink on her arms, bleached and teased hair and designer sunglasses. The clerk comments on her fancy french nails and the lady beams and explains how they took two and half hours to do. The total for her cart full of crap is $180. Scratch that, $169 and change because she's paying with her food stamp debit card.

For a moment (that I'm extending now because I'm taking the time to write about it), I was completely pissed off. The thing that set me off here wasn't that the lady obviously had money and time to put into her appearance while still on public assistance; it was the things that she was buying with "our" money. It's shallow and judgmental and in many ways none of my business, but it still rubs me the wrong way. Jones Soda and Sugar Smacks are not the building blocks of a healthy society.