Madiba has gone. What remains now of our dreams of freedom…What happened to our ethical imagination? Where did our revolution go? But let us not forget that it is a human being taking leave…A lawyer. A strategist, for sure, but a man of principle. A charmer…A humanist. A chief. A visionary. A king. We need, first of all, to bow our heads and be silent. To be proud that we could be part of those who lived at a time when Nelson Rolihlahla (“he who shakes the branches”) Mandela still walked the earth…luckily he was too old and weak to realize what his party had been turned into! Of course, he had been a politician as well. He had tasted power, he allowed himself to be manipulated, he looked the other way when his comrades started indulging in an orgy of greed, he could be arrogant…let time do the sorting out…Let us…make as if we don’t notice the vultures tearing one another apart for the strips of moral authority still to be torn from the deceased one, for the money to be made from one man’s long life of struggle on behalf of all of us. And let us spare a thought for this old warrior who made us believe, however briefly, that we are capable of living up to the good in us…He honoured us. Hamba kahle, Nkos’…
'If you grow up poor then most of the people in your family are poor…'
Accordingly, even if you “make it out” and arrive in the middle class…you will likely be less financially secure than a person that earns the same income but came from a middle class family. That person can put all of their extra money towards buying a home…retirement, additional degrees, starting a business, and sending their kids to college. But the poor person who earns a middle-class income might use a significant portion of their income keeping their parents’ heat on, helping their little brother go to college, or buying back-to-school clothes for their nieces and nephews. This makes it much harder for poor and working class people who become middle class to stay that way.
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