Since we’re talking about generational poverty, allow me to explain. I’m not saying it’s genetic. Especially since I’m a product of it.
It doesn’t have to be the result of more than one generation. All that matters, is the child grows up in poverty, with parents or caretakers that can’t or won’t provide them with examples, information, resources, and connections. It isn’t the same thing as a guy who loses his job and moves his family into a shitty apartment while they get back on their feet. Or a woman disowned by her parents who has to work two shitty jobs while she raises kids and gets a degree. Those people have the tools and education necessary to prepare their minds, as Bricker puts it, to succeed. But without those tools, it’s a trap that can trap generations of people in ignorance, desperation, and poverty.
Take Donald Trump as an infant, and raise him in a ruined suburb of Detroit with no present father, and a mother that works a minimum wage job at WalMart to barely scrape by.
He has none of the education, opportunities, connections, and examples that the real-world Trump used to achieve his success.
He, might have done reasonably well, given his brash nature, but more likely, I’d say, he’d never have cultivated it. He’d certainly be more likely to be a used car salesman, than a presidential candidate.
And this illustrates why Bricker, though poor, wasn’t of this sort. His father instilled upon him the training necessary to have a better shot. Which illustrates why Bricker is fortunate. If his father were common, he’d have been brought up in a San Salvador shantytown. Bricker doesn’t see this because he wants success to be entirely based on his personal choices, so he can dismiss the poor as layabouts and aggrandize himself as superior.
Of course success is partially luck, and partially preparedness. And some of the poor are lazy bums. Believe it or not, some of the middle class and the rich are lazy bums too.