Not sure what to do with this information. So. Justpost i guess.
here’s the deal with this ‘Door Dash Granny.’ her name is Sharon Simmons, and she got flown into DC from her home in Fayetteville, Arkansas, to appear in Donny’s dog-and-pony show.
she’s actually got a pretty grim story. this poor woman had to take up being a DoorDash driver in order to make ends meet after her husband ran up medical bills due to treatment for cancer.
the lesson we’re supposed to take away from this bogus White House photo-op is that because Big Benevolent Dear Leader got rid of taxes on tips, Sharon Simmons was able to save eleven grand on her tax bill — and yay, Donny, you’re the hero of the working class!
wrong answer, fuckface.
the real lesson here is that we live in a shithole country where any of us could get thrown into bankruptcy in a hot second because of a medical emergency — and if it happens to you, you’re expected to try to make ends meet by working your ass off in a shitty piecemeal gig-economy job.
Simmons, a grandmother of 10, began working as a Dasher in 2022 to earn income while maintaining a flexible schedule. Since then, she has completed more than 14,000 deliveries.
fourteen thousand deliveries in three-plus years — that sounds fucking idyllic, doesn’t it? this woman has ten grandchildren. she should be enjoying their company, not racing around town trying to beat the clock so she can make as many deliveries as possible and come home exhausted.
what in the actual fuck?
but instead of doing anything meaningful to solve the problem of crushing medical debt, Donny stages some useless stunt and preens for the camera. problem solved, Sharon — now get the fuck out of Dear Leader’s sight.
are you kidding me? look, eleven grand saved on taxes is nice, absolutely — but no fucking way does it even begin to cover treatments for cancer.
we’re the only industrialized nation on the planet that treats its citizens like shit and throws them to the wolves — and our unfeeling overlords should be ashamed of themselves.