Poor all my life prior till about three years ago. Like highschool dropout street addict poor. And still made it out to protests and food-not-bombs cookouts and other actions across the country. By the mid nineties when I was a late teen I could see what the Walmart and Starbucks were doing to my culture and I tried to do something about it.

Yeah. If spending my last dollar on ramen from the local corner store instead of 50 cents at the big box has ever been an option, I’ve taken it. Happily. I understand the economics of raising a family in suburbia is different than what I’ve experienced as a person but I also understand that if everyone swallows the capitalism pill without coughing on it we’re all fuckin doomed. And you don’t need to be a punk or a radical to have access to that information in this era. At all.