What's My Worth?

Published on 5 March 2026 at 17:36

I've been thinking a lot lately about how our society is deciding to value people. As someone who has lived in a long-term care facility on Medicaid, I have had a firsthand view of how we deal with people who have no ability to do anything for themselves. All of the residents here, myself included, have either a physical or mental disability that prevents them from surviving on their own. About 100 years ago, after the Roaring 20s and the economic disaster of 1930, we created a social safety net of programs to prevent people from plunging into doom. Somehow, that compact has deteriorated, and I am worried about my and other people's place in the world.

 

Years ago, when Mitt Romney was running for president, I was very affected by his talking about “the takers” in society. I had recently started receiving SSDI (Social Security Disability Insurance) after I was diagnosed with MS and had been laid off because of it. I was acutely aware that I was depending on the government and not contributing to it. That was in the early 2000s, so I have been ‘sponging’ off Uncle Sam for quite a while now.

 

That is, if you consider using the benefits I had accrued after working for over 20 years ‘sponging’. I had the misfortune of becoming disabled early in my life, and anyone who knows me would defend my right to the benefits I get now. Nobody is worried about the one or two personal examples they have of public assistance; it's the unnamed masses that are the problem. People seem to forget the ‘public’ in public assistance. If you're happy your friend gets it, you're happy it exists.

 

It's the people cheating the system that make me mad, you say. What you are not realizing is that fraud is a small percent of the overall spending. People have been conditioned to think that it's the immigrant, or some other person struggling to survive, that makes their life difficult. What no one seems to understand is the real problem is above them.

 

Wage inequality is at levels not seen since the Gilded Age. You are either very wealthy or, more likely, part of the 90% of Americans just trying to get by. We put up with the hyper-rich because maybe, someday, if we are very clever or very lucky, we can be part of that exclusive club. The problem is not so much being wealthy as it is the messed-up tax structure that allows anyone, person or corporation, rich enough to hire an accountant to pay a fraction of what everyone else does.

 

The best part about America is our love of the underdog. Who doesn't relish a good ‘come-from-behind’ story? We identify with the scrappy upstart because that's who we were 250 years ago. We gloss over the part where we took in the rest of the world's rejects and became the greatest country in the world. Doing that is part of what made us number one, and it is exactly that diversity that some people are trying to get rid of now. We know in our gut that's not right.

 

So as I sit here in my room in one of the most diverse states in our union, I think about my own worth. I don't have a lot monetarily, but I am eternally grateful that I can think straight. I am looking forward to the day when we get back to the philosophy of understanding that we won't do well until everybody does well. That we are our brothers' keeper. You know, Minnesota nice.

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