I reflect a lot about poverty for the time being. First, because lack of money is an ongoing worry and limitation. Second, because there is a ‘white trash’ feel to much of the local area and especially the nearby towns. We are surrounded by it. Third, because my new job as research interviewer brings me into the homes of people who have a much deeper degree of poverty than I have ever known.
What is poverty? It is measured as assets and purchasing power, but it looks like a style of fashion (around here: the hoodie), a gait, a driving style, a tendency to scarring and tattoos, a type of entertainment preferences, a certain diet, a way family members walk together, look at each other and call to each other. A way to furniture a home. Poverty isn’t just lack of money; it is culture.
My poverty is driven by unemployment/underemployment. My poverty culture is of a one-person world where money doesn’t exist and time can’t be counted.