When I was a teenager, our family would go into Salt Lake City, and I would see these homeless people -- "hobos" we called them then -- sitting around on the street, and I would think, "You lazy bums, get a job. Pull yourself up by the bootstraps."
Quando da adolescente andavo  con la famiglia a Salt Lake City e vedevo i senzatetto - all'epoca li chiamavamo barboni - seduti per strada, ero solito pensare: "Scansafatiche, trovatevi un lavoro e datevi da fare."