A review of In Cheap We Trust and The Cheapskate Next Door
As part of a tradition noted for its thrift, I can be a little sensitive about the word cheap. One friend swears she remembers her missionary parents receiving some of the proverbial used tea bags, and I too have been known to regift. But while washing out plastic bags or shopping at thrift stores is one thing, believing that weak chamomile water constitutes a gift is another. So is cheapness closer to thrift or to parsimony? And can cheapness live peaceably with generosity, or does it devour and digest it instead?
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