I'm blogging from an Irish pub in downtown San Diego on my phone. Been working the Catholic Charities food resource center today.
So Juan came in this morning. Salt of the Earth fellow. Hadn't worked in 6 months. That depressed him severely. He was about 45 years old.
He spoke halting English, had an IQ of about 90. No appreciable skills. Was looking for unskilled work. The kind of guy you'd love to sit and watch the game with. I loved him immediately.
It's doubtful that his labor could create enough value to cover minimum wage plus benefits plus labor regulations.
Was he better off unemployed and coming to us for food than he would have been earning, say, $6 an hour?