If I was a star, I would want my freedom. To one man one day is held in high esteem. To another they're all the same... the good book says. In this day, I still seek freedom, yet I am free. I am as free as my legs can take me. I can't walk like I used to in the days of my youth, but I feel just the same as I did then and I'm not that old. Does that make sense? This is the shortest BLAHG I ever wrote.
It's for Christians who hate people, or Christian Misanthropes as some would have it. It sounds ridiculous, but many Christians don't like people, even... other Christians. I mean, as many people as I know that speak in the name of Jesus and then whisper like children behind the backs of those they despise... because they're just not like them, and because it's that person who he, or she wants to be like, it makes sense. But, those people are not the target group for membership. First of all, those people don't even know what a misanthrope is, mainly because the last time they tried to improve themselves was when they learned how to put make-up on their faces. After that, life was complete. So, the misanthropic society of FUCKYOUA was born.
The poverty pimps keep the game going by convincing welfare recipients they are poor, and by the standards of the wealthy, they are. But, is it the belief of these poverty pimps that everyone needs a palace to become un-impoverished? So, this is where the fun begins. The guys in the ties that live in the palaces, tell their constituents that they are being kept down by the guys in the palaces, only not them. It's the other guys in the ties, that keep old people feeling entitled to a social security check when they don't produce anything of value for society, while prices continue to rise and... fall; and wages continue to stagnate; herein lies the problem. We're taxing the hell out of everything to keep everyone alive, but the young and working can barely make ends meet. The small business that employs them works on margins that don't allow for them to pay a living wage. It is impossible. So, once again while the 'legislate morality' crowd calls for a legislated living wage, they aren't doing the math.
What technology has done is eliminate jobs that unproductive people are qualified to do, making life much easier to live physically while creating an aging population that screams out for more government intervention in protecting their social security which is about to dry up with over 10,000 people a day turning 65 for the next fifteen years. I read this somewhere recently. We're not even a week into this stint. So, this will be a long journey too, with more and more people unable to contribute to society with anything other than two hands held out to receive.
A recent trip to the food bank distribution center told the tale when, just as is the case at the soup kitchen each day, you can't find a parking space. How impoverished are our people poverty pimps? Just how poor are we.
We have raised a generation of people who live like kings from the bottom to the top, while the ones at the bottom have been convinced that they are poor because they don't have a Bentley.
On the other hand, you have outcry from the taxed who say that a single payer system of healthcare is where the individual who needs healthcare reaches into his or her pocket and pays for it. Beautiful idea in theory, but an aspirin will still cost you ten bucks at the hospital, duh.
Too much money is concentrated at the top, and too many spoiled brats receive welfare checks and then I learn that they don't even make the spring operated parking meters anymore, and welfare recipients are now going to be required to receive direct deposits to their bank account, or RUSH card account, I guess! What does that have to do with anything? The system is pushing us to a cashless society which can be justified with such things as safety because if there wasn't any cash, then that's one less reason for someone to rob someone, right?
Additionally, from a business perspective if your parking meter gives you a report of how much it actually collected then you can manage your funds more accurately. After all, it is the taxpayers money that goes into the parking meter, a user or consumption tax, and in my mind the only fair tax. You use something, you pay a tax. If you don't, you don't pay a tax. It has always been my belief the income tax is unconstitutional and it always has been. In fact, if you look at the history of how and when it was passed, it was like a Christmas Coup by guys wearing napkins around their necks...
Anyway, what is clear is that we are at the forefront of a new era and we march on in the madness in the name of safety and security; efficiency and even utopia where pretty soon if we continue on this path we'll have six billion, nine hundred ninety-nine million, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine unemployed people with one guy that hoarded everything telling them to get a job. FUCKYOUA!
I asked a guy one night about this ridiculous scenario. Of course, it will never happen, but the fact of the matter is that too much money in the world is concentrated into a very small percentage of the population that hasn't a clue what it is like to live on the streets; to eat at a soup kitchen; to work full time, or more and still barely get by. The elite are more concerned with throwing another party, or inaugural ball than they are seeing their wealth taken from them in the form of taxation to be given to somebody who isn't even willing to look for a job that doesn't exist.
I have my own disdain for the impoverished of this country, but it's not for welfare recipients. I believe welfare helps keep the peace in this sordid mess of a society we've created. My disdain is for the beggars, as you may well know, if you have read my stuff before, but it is also for those who make any of us believe we are poor. My observations are limited and I'm sure there are less than desirable living conditions as compared to Athens, Ga but around here ain't nobody got anything to complain about.
So, when I see these bums sitting on their asses day after day, after day and students giving them money day after day, after day; I just want to scream at all of them. Stop the false help you're giving to their false claims, namely about being hungry and they go away. This is just an ugliness that should not exist in this country, and the giving is done with such sweetness as is the begging. The pity people feel for what are nothing more than scammers drives me insane. That's why I'm considering membership in FUCKYOUA!
I mean, let's face it folks. Jesus came to be slaughtered the first time, but the second time he's gonna be performing the slaughter. And, then there will be peace.
One afternoon, while making the rounds, I saw a silver coin on the ground. With my blurry vision, I could still tell it was too large to be a coin of legal tender and when I picked it up, my thought was confirmed. It read, "Where will you spend eternity?" On the other side was the familiar passage, John 3:16.
As I gazed at the coin, I held it over the collection unit we use to collect the coins from the meters. There is a cylinder the coins pass through into the collection bin beneath it. As I read the familiar words, the coin slipped through my fingers into the cylinder to land perfectly within the tube blocking the pathway into the darkness below. It was a perfect fit. Of course, this left us with a problem, but with a little force the pathway was cleared and the unit remained functional. I put the Jesus coin in my pocket where it is at this moment. I said, "You can take that to the bank".
I've said this more than once already, but if you want to see Jesus just make a visit to the Our Daily Bread Community Kitchen now operating out of the First Baptist Church kitchen. He works there everyday. If you're looking for a guy with long hair and a beard, wearing a robe and sandals, you're probably looking for the wrong guy. Although there are several there with long hair and beards, these are usually the ones being served.
Namaste comes to mind, in this current state of mind. Having spent many hours pondering on God and spirit, I arrived at an understanding of this word. To see the one essential source of being in all things, this equates to the Word (Logos) in my best estimation. At the Our Daily Bread Community Kitchen, all things are working together for good... You can see Jesus serving and even being served. The same light is present throughout all things, but as a student I have struggled with seeing this light in beggars. It is my own fallibility that allows this, but just because we are all made of the same God stuff, so to speak, doesn't mean we live up to the highest standards of godliness.
I have been accused of being a neo-con for my distaste of beggars. I believe we are all given a blank canvass in this life, and particular in this country. So, when I see this beggarly class of people sitting on nearly every corner of downtown, I am perplexed. It stems from a generation that has been conditioned to receive. They aren't expected to make any contribution to society, only to receive. This is not a classic trait of what it means to be an American, but it is a classic trait of BS.
Fortunately, my BS degree in Comedic Justice helps me see through this charade. It's the daily charade parade of people who are wealthy but live as though they are poor. So, far we don't have warlords keeping food from the people. We don't have starving children lying in the dirt. We have clean water in abundance. We have food available to anybody who needs it. We have so much available to us for free as it relates to survival, and yet we still have beggars, and it's still hard to find a parking space at the soup kitchen!
Yes, it is time for a shift in perspective. Take it to the bank. Jesus might have been homeless, but I'll bet you never saw him flying a sign saying he was "Homeless and Hungry, Anything Helps, God Bless". Nope, I cannot even conceive of that idea.
So, why is it all of these God fearing bums seem to reflect their beliefs by begging when there isn't any reason to beg? Furthermore, why is it seemingly only college students who give to them, perpetuating the problem. They are con-men, preying on the ignorance and emotions of a young up and coming class who feel better about themselves when they give, but don't really understand the way things work.
As I mentioned in my previous post, there are parking meters set up on all four corners of College Square in downtown Athens. If you really want to help, the direct your spare change to these meters. The money collected from these meters is then given to the Northeast Georgia Food Bank that supplies much of the food to various distribution points in town. Anybody who has ever lived on the streets knows this, even the bums.
Take it to the bank…
While I don't agree with all the elements of our capitalist system, Our Daily Bread is where the trickle down flows. Without this ministry, there are people who would almost, actually be justified to sift through the trash for food, or even beg for dollars.
I have eaten many meals here on my journey through homelessness. Zach, and his gang, do an excellent job of serving the people, as so do the various church groups who come in and prepare hot food the poor, and working poor; many of whom would not eat without otherwise stealing, or dumpster diving, or begging.
While there are many undignified things about our current system, this restores dignity to the poor. If you wanna see Jesus, he's at work everyday at Our Daily Bread.
The community has responded in rapid succession, but I just wanted to say a few words in thanks about it since I have eaten many meals there over the years. Whether you were dunked, or sprinkled; both or neither, everyBODY is working together.