Ha ha. Very funny, right? Actually, I found Meals on Wheels to be about as economical and efficient as any government-assisted program could be. Almost austere, really. Nearly all of us were volunteers. We’d donate our time and cars and gas money to haul mediocre cafeteria chow to lonely folks who might otherwise go hungry. In the process we’d see how they were doing. We had one job and we did it pretty well.
On my route, I never got the feeling that the food was being wasted. I don’t know that everyone was 100 percent delighted to see me personally at the door — I’m not the sort of man who lights up a room — but I always imagined that, worst-case scenario, my regular visits were better than nothing.
Nothing: That’s exactly what the Trumpster has in mind for such parasites. I mean poor parasites here, not the rich ones who will pay far less taxes while their guy showers the Pentagon with unrequested cash. The feeling, I guess, is that since the poor parasites are old and infirm and might not be around to vote in 2020, why waste money giving them food? Not like they can be drafted or anything.
So let’s kill Meals on Wheels. Really? Trump is quickly evolving from a sinister buffoon to a merely ridiculous one: an elderly Godzilla with smaller hands and none of the politesse. His stupid “budget” will never pass and Meals on Wheels will probably be just fine, but it is an excellent illustration — like we needed another — that he is a malignant child who believes crushing ants makes him strong.