I would like to ask you for 50 million dollars. Let me explain. I’m a very POOR person. You make more money a minute by tweeting than I do in a year, on SSDI (which you may not know, stands for Social Security Disability Insurance). You’d be horrified to know little one can do to survive on $12k a year.
I WAS a genius. Now I’m this complex medically, mentally and cognitively disabled chick. And I do want to help and save the world, maybe not in the same way like your husband with his um, talent. But it bothers me that people have serious medical and mental health issues and are stigmatized. It bothers me that an innocent person can die, by going to school, to work or get on a plane due to all this violence that’s happening lately.
Yes, I’m personally poor. I can’t buy furs and houses for my family. That’s why my kids are living with my parents (well the poor issue and the stupid disabilities that hit me when I was 34). If I had 50 million dollars, think of the houses I could get for my children??? The places I could take them, as I haven’t been able to take them out of state (I live in a 280 sq foot efficiency in Minneapolis, I’m sure North’s toy box is bigger than my ENTIRE apartment) for like ELEVEN years!!! And we had to fly coach and stay in a crappy Marriott Towne Suite and I had to drive a crappy mid size sedan cause the only way I could afford then, as a working single mom of 2, was to book a crappy trip via Hotwire. It was horrible!!! Yes, I did go to Vegas for the 1st time in my life (it also was the 1st time of my going west of Sioux Falls, SD, at the age of 45!!!) about 4 1/2 months ago, traveling coach, I couldn’t even afford to take luggage, though.
With the 50 million dollars you would give me, I could afford to get my haircut more than twice a year. Maybe take my daughter and some help (being disabled SUPER sucks) to Walt Disney World, as she’s almost 13 and has never been there. I could buy my 23 year old son a nicer car, as he has to work hard, so I don’t expect him to help me, but I can’t drive anymore and maybe if I buy him a car and have another 40 million dollars after buying houses, lying around, he could work as an artist, too, as that’s his dream, but he has to go to work at a HORRIBLE regular job, 45 hours a week, just to make a living.
I, super duper promise if you give me 50 million dollars I will take that mean, wordy and profanity laden blog (blogs, SORRY) that I wrote about your family, off of here. And I will be sorry, too, that I wrote it. And I promise I won’t make fun of Kanye or his music anymore.I swear to you, I’ll be the biggest Kardashian/West fan that ever walked the earth!!! I’ll also help the homeless and try to raise even MORE money, for children’s cancers, crap I already do for FREE (which you would think I’d know better, as I was raised in a super hardworking upper middle class Jewish family!!!), in addition to the advocacy I do for medical and mental health activism.
Sincerely yours, FOREVER (IF you give me the 50 million dollars), Lisa
p.s. I’ll EVEN pretend to hate that speech Taylor Swift gave at the Grammy’s last night!!!