#foodStamp

[stampsshow]

[reserwrekt]

Yeah, "we try not to eat very much." This is my CareCredit account, what most vets take around here. My two cats have chronic health issues and today- my 12 year old, Zoe, failed jumped, and landed on her tail. It's either broken or sprained. I need to pick up more fluids and needles for her CKD. I don't get disability payment until the end or start of the month. V: @ kittyzibby (icon the same) next priority over the fluids and needles is food. I'm not kidding. Food prices are starving us.

[chronicallycouchbound]

Let People On Food Stamps Eat Hot Meals

Particularly on cold, rainy days (like today), while unhoused, sometimes all I want is a hot meal but it’s so difficult (if not impossible) to cook outside in the rain.

On top of this, I’m physically disabled and chronically ill. Medically, I’m supposed to have assistance with making meals as part of in home care. But I can’t get in home care without a home.

I just finished making dinner for my partner and I, it took 2 hours (3 if you include clean up). My knees are burning, my back is aching in it’s core, I feel like I’m about to faint, and all my joints are screaming. But it’s the only way we could have a hot meal today and get some protein, which is vital for our health conditions.

People judge us for using what little funds we have on McDonald’s some days. Because sometimes, it’s the only hot meal we’ve had in days. And sometimes I’m physically unable to stand, move, and do all the actions needed to cook. Or I faint while cooking. Or the rain doesn’t let up. Or we don’t have access to a kitchen for the day. Or the fire danger outside is too high. The list goes on.

Without my own kitchen to use, I don’t get to sit down while I cook (right now, everything is wet from the rain), I can’t meal prep, I can’t stock up on freezer meals, I can’t use an oven or a microwave to reheat leftovers, I can’t just reach across the kitchen for a fridge item (we have a small amount of fridge space friends let us use), everything about cooking is exponentially harder.

And even if I had 24/7 access to an accessible, full kitchen, it’s not even physically safe to cook my own meals. Even then, having a pre-made, hot, ready-to-eat meal could keep me safe and give me independance.

And all the safety needs for hot meals aside, emotionally, hot meals are also life saving and comfort. Meals are a part of community, culture, love and art.

So many gatherings we have as communities center around food. Most people in the United States would think of ones that often hold great value to Western culture. Mother’s Day breakfast. Spaghetti fundraisers. Wedding cakes. Birthday dinners. Bake sales. Carnival treats. BBQs on weekends. Holiday roasts. Lunches with friends. Casseroles brought to grieving neighbors.

Our world revolves around food.

I firmly believe that no poor person could ever “take advantage” of a system designed to feed us by using food stamps on hot food. This restrictive rule serves no purpose but to punish the most vulnerable of poor people— unhoused, disabled, and those of us living in unsafe conditions.

It also serves to restrict our access to joy and comfort. The joy can sometimes come from the food itself, but also the joy from having shared experiences solidified by the sounds of laughter and forks clinking on plates. The comfort can sometimes also be from the food itself, but also the experience of being loved and cared for while your close friend brings you pizza from your favorite restaurant because you lost your drive to eat three weeks ago and they worry about you. They know you. Those slices of pizza bring color back into your world.

Poor people deserve to be able to have the comfort, joy, and care that goes into a hot meal. We deserve the autonomy to choose foods that are best for us ourselves. We deserve to be able to eat in ways that are accessible to us.

Above all, we deserve access to hot meals.

Originally posted to my blog on 6.3.22

[labradorite-princess]

Why is there over a fucking TWO HOUR wait to talk to someone from a government program!?!?!?!?!?!?

[microcosmiclymbic]

I don't have enough for rent right now and I don't know what to do about it. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

[peri]

i love having food and snacks and drinks in the house but why did it cost $150

[itscontinental]

Send us a scanner

You, we know you aren't using it anymore

It's collecting dust there

And you're dazzlingly wealthy

And you're gorgeous both inside and out

You have too much advantage to manage a scanner

Too lucky

It'll only print authentic cash

Miraculous cash that you don't need

And you feel nothing

What is a miracle to you

In your prosperity

What meaning is this

Spitting what you'll never need

Your hands are moderately tarnished

You feel guilt

You question if guilt is right for you

In your fortune

With your hands

Far from completely crimson

But stained the same

You have blood on them

You feel guilt for what you've done

You resent guilt; you aquaint a soiree crimson

You engage a soiree crimson

You see the absence of guilt

You recognize this as evil

You consider

You question if you envy his evilx

With certainty you would beat him to death

You think about it all night and you get drunk

You depart and wail into the night

The night is the woods that surround the soiree

You wail into the woods

Your scanner is a printer

They all are

It's spitting money

Your fist connects with the bark of the elk

Your bones are broken

You have bionic bones now

And a scanner

Send us your scanner

In the mail

We need it

We cannot promise that it will save your soul

But who's to say; let's find out

You are part machine

You died inside

You have a scanner spitting so much cash

You may come to life

If you try

Send us the scanner

We need a scanner

It will not spitn us money

We are poor

It wouldn't be funny

It has a sense of humor that you despise

It will laugh in silence ourn home

Satisfied with our insanity

It will bring you breakfast again

Things will return to how they were

Ourself, scanning and scanning

Moaning for the dead

Praying occasionally, begging for relief

Begging for a scanner

Do you pray for scanners?

Send us your scanner

Your oversized scanner

So we can scan our work

For Continental breakfast

For all we have

It willn't spit us that which you posess

But it will give us that which we need

It hurts you

It will be good to us

It is oversized too. Can scan more than standard

I don't know the metrics by heart, paper (standard)

You don't either

But it's huge, you needn't; you know.

Send us your scanner

Save your soul

Continental Breakfast is in need of a scanner

We are not kidding

We are in Pennsylvania

Give us a scanner

We can pay you

We can owe you

We fuck for money sometimes

It's on the table but not a guarantee

Only if we find you fetching

Although you have no soul

Perhaps you should give us ßmoney as well

We will revive you

Perhaps

If you give us a scanner

We need a scanner

Please

You,

Yes you

We're talking to you

You know it

You feel it

Send us a what

Meet us, love us, give us a what

A scanner

You guessed it

Smarty

A scanner

Big scanner

You

Big scanner

We love we

We need you

It want it to be big

But it doesn't have to be

Goodnight gorgeous

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

[spadefish]

Need to figure out a way to acquire enough money for top surgery + hysto without losing my foodstamps

[newfeeling77]

OK man. are you gonna fuck me too what kind of message is this

[stampsshow]

[mamadoowop]

seems like I left Will's Patreon at the worst time

[jackednephi]

Hey, Vann, why do you feel like Job sometimes?

Glad you asked, buddy. Our finances have been a hot mess for at least 5 years now. First from the pandemic, then from baby expenses, and the latest issue has been my husband losing his job right after we relocated for it and then falling through a fucking roof! Damn near lost his leg! This is after my grandmother passed, my daughter was kidnapped, and then my father passed all within the span of 8 months

We've been relying on workmans comp to make ends meet but they've been undercutting his rate and it's been a mess trying to fight them for every penny. Thank god for the lawyer at least. Then they sent private investigators to make sure my husband wasn't faking his injury. Like congrats on stalking a man with a cane! And following him as he conducts private and personal affairs!

But now even the undercut comp seems to have stopped completely. This means they're expecting to arbitrate rather than get him in crane school or whatever. Cool because this nightmare is almost over EXCEPT

We have exactly $81 in the bank, the credit card is maxed out from trying to make ends meet, and I don't get paid until Wednesday and then on Friday because I'm still working two jobs to make ends meet. Hell, I'm on day 13 of 19 in a row so I haven't had a single day off in two weeks

So gee! I wonder!

[mezmer]

I lovoove working I am soooaaur miss money bags i love spending moneeeey responsiblyyyy (I always buy secondhand hehe

[bloodenjoyer]

thinking about How i am going to have to pay six hundred and ei ghty dollars on monday to get my car back and drive back home to work And oh god i just paid off ky credit card so it’s okay except once i pay for the car well you know how credit card works. you can ignore it but really i just will have no money . Omfg . its okay i’m just so fucked and i didn’t have a choice and i’ve gotta drive that thing back to work . i guess.

[littlest-bugz]

Me, before going to the store: “Are we buying milk? We’re out.”

My dad: “nah, we dont have any money”

Me: “Its fine, I got it”

Meanwhile, my dad: *spending at least 70$ worth of guitar stuff he wont even use (because he plays guitar m ONCE A MONTH IF THAT).*