It seems a bit odd to be a writing Canadian on an American website about the state of the people I have come to know through the Society. However, their unequal lives have thrown me off my usual humour. I had to stand back and stop writing them for awhile to clear my own perspective of their divergent lives.
My original web meanderings brought me to quite an astutely old British name who proved to be suffering at subsistence level. Suffering crackling static in the winter and eating only vegetables which abounds in her breadbasket valley at rock bottom prices to make space for to-morrow's harvest.
The other is a person who is amongst the privileged of America who owns several homes in various parts of the land and whose family tradition is proudly military. Her name is also British and her seemingly carefree way of life took me quite by surprise as she sought personal happiness and acquired a style of living quite foreign to the other woman.
The other woman's budget of a superficially happy-go-lucky(?) Southern Po'r White who felt privileged to have a bursary/scholarship given on the grounds of race and colour will never be able to realize the life of the other woman even in a dream. She is your hardworking, disillusioned bravado of the trained-to-work-and-toil underling never to move forward and upward to the heights of personal wealth and comfort in the true sense of personal American liberty.
They both threw me off course considerably from getting a "feel" of each other when they came at me in black letters on white paper. They mutually made me feel the one person was almost frivolous and the other so basic and banal that I couldn't reconcile the effect within myself. I had to stand apart from them for awhile but actually did choose on the grounds of literary principle to choose the uplifted and uplifting.
Here, up north of the border, I remain safely ensconced in the almost set apart position in the wealthiest of the civil service commissions enjoying the privileges never to be experienced by the poor elsewhere beyond the terminology "set apart". It will be for her to excruciate and endure and to fall in with the wretched sufferers to whom she administers at almost the lowest remuneration of qualified workers.
'Though I might never travel here and there to make the weather suit my clothes, I am free. I am Canadian and comfortably privileged to be me. Hopefully, someday, we shall all be happy. God bless.