My grandfather had five sons. He owned a small farm that two of his sons had bought for him after he had lived as a sharecropper raising them for years. He worked hard on that farm often with just mules and a plow.

My father and one uncle bought that land. Why just the two? Because they were the ones that had the work ethic to get off their dead ass and get it.

The other three weren't worth a fuck. They sucked the life out of the old man without even a thought of how hard his life had been to keep food on their table and clothes on their back.

There are a lot of good people like my father and uncle that just do whats right to provide for themselves and their families. There are also a lot of lazy ass useless mother fuckers like my three uncles that think life owes them something for nothing. Those three finally had to get off their asses when the old man went in a home at over eighty years old and the home got his social security checks. They were all older by then and they got a hard lesson about where life takes those that lay on their asses. They deserved that hard lesson, and it reality no one that works, and contributes needs POS like that around any more than they need the POS at the very top that contribute nothing while trying to take everything.