| A typical American blue collar worker would live like an absolute king in Thailand on his wages. They're fucking loaded. More money than most could imagine. Plumbers earn more than degreed-accountants. Auto repair kunts earn in a few hours what a teacher or fireman earns in a week. If you wish to paint Americans in a poor, disparaged light, don't use the term blue-collar. Come on you miserable kunts, get it right.
The catch is,
Cable TV/Internet is US$100.
An oil change is $70.
Groceries are (generously) $900/month for two.
Movies are $20.
A beer in a Los Angeles strip Club, where one chubby black wench struts for two songs, flapping her 32-year-old tits and showing her fly-ridden minge once for a grand total of 7 microseconds, is ten dollah.
Fuch that. Bad value. I'd rather live here.
Oh, back to the topic, I have fairly decent health insurance through US mil (ret).
It's cheaper here paying full-price, cash than monthly payments (fuck me is the mafia involved? I ain't even sick.)
I'm less than enamored with the HMO, pay-every-month, sick or not plan.
But I'm less amenable to the free-for-everyone plan. |