I went to MIT, got a degree there and a more advanced one somewhere else, and these days I make a pretty good dollar.
I also spent time crawling around in the tall grass underneath my uncle's apple trees waving away the snakes and hornets picking up dropped apples to be made into cider for 10 cents a bushel.
I also spent time in a meat market scraping up meat and fat scraps off the floor with a metal scraper and cleaning out every fleck of meat and bone out of all the grinding and cutting machines with bleach evenings.
Those and other such jobs made damn sure I appreciated being at MIT, and made sure that when I speak and act and vote I remember my Dad's words, that any honest living is a respectable and honorable one.
We taught our kids that all work has dignity. Only willful idleness is shameful.
I tried waving the snakes away and they totally ignored
me. Must lack gravitas...