Poor and Unfamous, the series…..

The cameras panned the slums of a major metropolitan area and focused on a shack in a back lane where the star interviewed Mr Smith.

“Well Mr Smith, how do you feel being on television?  The first person on the Poor and Unfamous?”

“Pretty good, when are you going to give me the twenty five dollars you promised me for this gig? My kids need to eat!”  Mr. Smith replied

“Ahem, we’ll get to that later,”  The star checked out his reflection in an old mirror hanging from a string, “How do you like being poor?”

“Love it.  I’ve been poor all my life, so have my wife and ten children.  We are used to starving.  It is good for our health, not like those fat rich suckers,” Mr. Smith replied with obvious pride.

“This place is pretty small and dirty, wouldn’t you like to move?  It smells,”  The star was wishing he could get another series.

“This is home, we love it.  Don’t have to pay taxes, no one wants it.  When we need to go to the bath room we just walk outside.  I don’t need insurance as it isn’t worth anything and no one wants to go near it.”

“That’s interesting.  What does your wife and children do?”

“My wife is a professional beggar and she uses the four youngest children to help her get the sympathy donation.  She is good at it.  She  is our biggest source of income.  My older kids are working to become gang members or loiterers.  One is a little mentally deranged, he wants an education but we can’t afford it so I tell him it’s a waste of time.”  Mr. Smith was proud of himself.

“Really?”  Without waiting for a reply, the star started to close, “This is the story of Mr. Smith in the slums of Gotham, we will now take you to the poverty stricken areas of Detroit where…”

He was interrupted, “Hey what about that twenty five dollars?”