My mother was Protestant and my father was Catholic. I grew up with Anglicans and Baptists in a small east coast farming community.
I state this because despite these people’s obvious flaws and drawbacks… they were generally speaking a hard working lot.
If one were prone to being lazy, you could expect to be pissed on from great heights for such a crime.
I met my Grandfather Patrick when I was 18 and he was 92. He said of my father who I had not met.
“Your father thinks the world owes him a living.”
My father stopped working the year I was born and essentially became a bum.
Considering my surroundings and youth it should come as no surprise that I judged this character flaw with disdain.
However upon reflection and observations of the current culture, I am beginning to think that the ‘old man’ was Ahead of the Curve.