robinrohan writes:
A few weeks ago I went with my wife to the VA hospital locally (she was signing up for benefits). While she was filling out paperwork, I wandered around. I happened to go out this door into a sort of patio, and there I saw a lot of old men. Many of them were missing limbs. They didn't look like they had much money either. Shabbily dressed. Veterans of some war or other.
It was terrible. My heart went out to them
In march of 1983 the ship I was stationed on pulled into Antallya, Turkey. They ferried us to and from on 'liberty boats'. Upon docking a throng of children gathered around us asking for handouts(to them we were those rich Americans) Some had weight scales that you could weigh yourself for a dollar. MOst of these children attire was dirty rags, some had problems that are usually corrected at a very young age in the West. Some were missing body parts(legs, eyes, fingers...)
WE had only so much money, but damned if we didnt give to as many as we could. The mayor even handed our Captain an 'official citation' in recognition of this.
You seem to think that because I have no higher power to answer to that I should be unhappy, morose. Well that is not going to happen! I'm happily married with two beautiful daughters; both my parents are around and they accept me for myself.
Back to your VA visit:
msg 238:
robinrohan writes:
They were poor because they got their legs blown off in some horrible battle, and when they got back they couldn't find a decent job
This is insulting. They were not "poor because they got their legs blown off". Each of those men/women followed their beliefs and most are proud of what they have done.
msg 238:
robinrohan writes:
No, but they SUFFER.
I looked at their faces, and what I saw was a stony, stoic suffering.
One of them bummed a cigarette off me. That's all I had to give him.
You could volunteer at the VA maybe help those poor shabbily dressed vetrans of some war or another(did you even talk to any if not why?). Maybe help at a soup kitchen or homeless shelter that helps vetrans?
Sometimes I don't know why we'd rather live than die,
we look up towards the sky for answers to our lives.
We may get some solutions but most just pass us by,
don't want your absolution cause I can't make it right