In response to what has become a mostly uneventful weekend with no central focus, I want to rant about a topic that is close to my heart.
We’ll start with this story out of Detroit. Basically, some shady liquor store has been accepting food stamps from people in exchange for cash, Viagra, liquor, porn, and other things. “The government says fraud at the store topped $130,000 over 2 1/2 years,” the story informs us. Lovely.
I have had the “privilege” of working as a cashier and self-checkout attendant in a grocery store for over three years. I took the job as a way to earn some money while I was going through college. Although I finished college a couple of months ago, I’m still there. Getting a good, entry-level position in this job market isn’t exactly easy. So I’m holding on to it until I can at least find something that pays me more than I make now. Enough about me, though. I only tell you this because this job has given me the unique opportunity to observe exactly how food stamps are used and what kind of people are using them.
Food stamps as they are currently practiced should be abolished. Sure, they are a drop in the bucket compared to federal and state budgets, as some of the “compassionate” folks out there might point out. The problem with thinking this way is that thousands of drops in several buckets is what has our nation in a budgetary bind. Not only that, but food stamp programs represent bigger drops than a lot of other programs.
Let me give you the basic rundown of some of the more egregious things I see every day. This is going to be long, so I apologize.
It is fairly common for food stamp recipients to initiate a “shoulder tap” to convert their food benefits into cash. Here’s an example of how that transaction might work: ”Psst…” they say to a regular shopper. “I see you have a hundred dollars’ worth of groceries there. How about if you pay me $60 in cash and I pay your grocery bill?” Most of the time, regular shoppers don’t have any idea why someone would do this. Sometimes, they know what’s going on but choose not to say anything because it’s a good deal for them. Other times, the welfare cheat will make something up to seem legitimate. i.e. “I have a gift card for this store, but I need to buy bus tickets.” Whatever the case, the shoulder tap is a pretty common way of converting electronic food stamp benefits into cash which can be used for drugs or booze.
One time, I was told that this was going on. I informed the guy with the food stamps that if he used his card to pay for the other people’s groceries, I would be making note of his account number and calling the fraud hot line. He lied to me and told me that he knew the people. “Oh yeah?” I asked. “How do you know them?” He stumbled for an answer. “Uh.. uh.. We’re friends,” was his reply. “Oh, all right then.” I allowed the transaction to go through and did exactly what I threatened to do. I called the fraud hot line.
After spending about 5 minutes of my break going through an automated “Push 1 for this, push 8 for that” process, I came to a dead end. “We’re sorry. Our fraud reporting extension is only available between 9 a.m. and 4:45 p.m. eastern standard time, Monday through Friday. Please call back during regular business hours. Thank you.” Since it was Friday evening, I slammed down the phone in anger. I knew that even if I called between 9 and 4:45 on a regular business day, I would have to wait on hold for an hour.
The government knows fraud occurs constantly. If they gave a damn, it would be easy to report.
Another fairly common tactic is the use of the bottle return law as a very inefficient way to change food benefits into cash. This only works in states that have bottle deposit laws, like mine. These laws require you to pay a small “deposit” for canned or bottled drinks (usually $.05). The idea is that this creates a monetary incentive to return the empty containers to be recycled. Here’s how it works: Since food stamps pay for the bottle deposit as well as the drink, the person with food stamps buys several cases of water or cheap soda. They then go behind the store and dump the drink down the drain. They return the empty bottles for cash. This takes a lot of time, but when your only goal in life is procuring more drugs, you probably don’t have a job and therefore have time for this sort of thing.
Some food stamp recipients cut right to the chase to get their high: They purchase either cooking wine or pure vanilla (which has 40% alcohol, the same as liquor). I say if they’re willing to stomach these products to get a buzz, we should allow them to spend their food dollars on a more drinkable form of alcohol. Welfare offices should have a convenient setup: Exam rooms where people can go to get their “alcohol endorsement.” It would be akin to having a motorcycle endorsement on a driver’s license. All you would have to do is go into a room and prove that you’re willing to get drunk off of either cooking wine or pure vanilla. If you are, you should be allowed to use your food benefits to purchase alcohol. After all, pure vanilla is expensive and if people are using it to get drunk, we might as well let them buy cheaper booze.
Now let’s move on to the (probably) liberal twentysomething, whose food stamps are simply a mechanism through which they can get free groceries while they spend their income on more important things, like going to bars, restaurant meals, or throwing parties at their apartments. I actually know quite a few of these customers by name. Were I to meet them in some other situation, I would deem them likable enough. I put on a cheerful face and engage in chit-chat, though, even though in my heart of hearts I despise them. Other people might not apply the stigma to these people that I do, but we’re talking about individuals who are taking welfare benefits that they clearly don’t need when there exists a small minority of people that actually need them.
These people usually purchase large quantities of alcoholic beverages on a fairly regular basis. The food stamps automatically separate out the alcohol portion, so they can easily and quickly use their own money for their alcohol purchase. I would estimate that around 1/3 of people who use food stamps also make an alcohol purchase on the same visit. So it’s barely an uncommon thing. As soon as you witness the alcohol purchase, you have a surefire guarantee that these people are in no danger of starving when they can somehow find room in their budget to purchase alcohol.
A lot of them are even buying things like expensive micro brews that I like, but generally can’t afford. They will either use a food stamp card to get a few groceries along with their alcohol, or I’ll catch a glimpse of one in their wallets while they show me their ID to buy alcohol. It drives me crazy knowing that my tax dollars are going to support “fun” lifestyles. But alas! I am powerless to stop it.
The people that aren’t using food stamps for outright fraud or to continue drinking when they should be using their drinking money on food are either eating better than me or buying their children junk food. There seems to be no middle ground. Practically every swipe of the food stamp card would be what a reasonable person would deem misuse.
These billions of dollars in food stamps are also being used to support retail profits. I would propose a “government store” as an alternative so that this wouldn’t have to be the case, but if the government ran a grocery store, everything in it would cost 3 times as much as it would in a for-profit, private store.
If any liberals caught wind of this blog post, they would no doubt come along and say “Well you’re focusing on the negative. A lot of people really need food stamps.” Fine. So let’s expand food banks. Give people a box of healthy, inexpensive food. Probe their lifestyles to make sure that they are living responsibly and genuinely struggling. Make them prove that they are non-drinkers, non-smokers, and non-drug users before giving them food. Don’t simply ask for income, number of kids, plug those numbers into a formula and say “Here ya go!” Don’t allow people to buy brand names, trendy organic nonsense, and filet mignon. That’s insanity.
Think I’m full of crap? Ask any grocery store cashier. They will back me up.