On days like this, I just want to *SHAKE* Mitt Romney and others who think like him until their eyes open and they see the pain and suffering in this world.
Tonight, Sam and I are ransacking our cupboards for food to bring to our friends D and A, who work their asses off just to pay the rent and utilities, and have had nothing to eat for a day and a half. Get that. Not a bite, in the richest country in the world, in a country that could afford to feed every single citizen every day and not even blink.
And I find myself thanking Spider Robinson for opening my eyes to the fact that yes, one or two people can make a difference in other people's lives just by sharing whatever they've got to give, whether it be money, food, shelter, or just love.
Not to toot our own horns, but Sam and I help others whenever we can. We feel that this is why we were put here, to care for others. We sure aren't making any big splashes in any other way, but we keep running across people who really need what we have to give. So we give. Time, money, food, shelter, whatever. We give.
If everybody gave a little, every day, what a wonderful world it would be.