Please don’t tell me what my “mental imagery” of poverty is. I grew up poor. Now, if I’m not careful

, I may end up “filthy rich” by some people’s standards.
My “mental imagery” of poverty is of my mom, working hard as a secretary to raise us; of going to schools in the “barrio” where gangs were rampant, but keeping my nose clean (as many other kids did/do) and graduating high school alive and well; of hard-working people in my neighborhood who chose to live within their means. Now, in fairness, most of those people, though “poor” were not below the poverty line. It isn’t that difficult to rise above poverty.
The example I gave regarding the drug dealer is the reason people who are in poverty do choose crime. It pays…temporarily. No one chooses crime because they are poor. They choose crime because they see it as a shortcut to being “rich.” (parenthesis due to the fact that “rich” is relative…it could mean lower middle class to some.)