I think we should just force the 1% to read Dickens "A Christmas Carol" a billion times until they finally get it through their titanium skull plates that THEY are Scrooge and WE (or at least too many of us) are Tiny Tim. And maybe the part in the bibble where JC says "Even as you do unto the least of my brethren .. .. .."
Dickens and JC .. damned socialists. Don't worry, the Tea Party will take care of them. After all they have their second amendment rights to use.
To the 1% - Read, Rinse, Repeat.
"At the ominous word "liberality," Scrooge frowned, and shook his head, and handed the credentials back.
"At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge," said the gentleman, taking up a pen, "it is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight provision for the Poor and Destitute, who suffer greatly at the present time. Many thousands are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of thousands are in want of common comforts, sir."
"Are there no prisons?" asked Scrooge. "Plenty of prisons," said the gentleman, laying down the pen again. "And the Union workhouses?" demanded Scrooge. "Are they still in operation?" "They are. Still," returned the gentleman, "I wish I could say they were not." "The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigor, then?" said Scrooge. "Both very busy, sir."
"Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in their useful course," said Scrooge. "I'm very glad to hear it."
"I wish to be left alone," said Scrooge. "Since you ask me what I wish, gentlemen, that is my answer. I don't make merry myself at Christmas and I can't afford to make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments I have mentioned -- they cost enough; and those who are badly off must go there."
"Many can't go there; and many would rather die." "If they would rather die," said Scrooge, "they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population. Besides -- excuse me -- I don't know that.""But you might know it," observed the gentleman. "It's not my business,"
No Doubt Dickens is spinning in his grave at the state of affairs in the US. At least in Dickens' day they had "Work Houses" which, although horrific were probably better than living on the streets and picking through garbage as so many are forced to do in our country today.