Interesting. Back during the Cold War, I went a week without food.
Where was the National Defense, then?
A few years later when that oil boom died and you could not buy a job, a good friend in similar straits applied for food stamps.
After filling out his life history in applications, he was told they could give him eight dollars that month, and maybe ten the next. He shredded the application right over that woman's desk and said for eight dollars, I'll put two in the gun and the rest in the gas tank and I WILL eat.
We ate a lot of venison that year, and we were not the only ones.