Wow, I saw the point of this thread as we are all - yes ALL - who are reading this, incredibly blessed to have been born when and where we were. We have unimaginable wealth, freedom and opportunity relative to MOST of the people in the world. I'm not sure why this makes people angry. If you feel guilty, do something for someone less fortunate. You'll feel better and less angry.
Dipshit I AM the average American. I DIDN'T vote for GW (twice). I disagree with all THREE of the wars in which my country is engrossed. I spent TIME wearing my country's uniform. I AM suffering because the current and previous president decided to intervene in financial affairs and make home ownership possible. I AM a part of the rest of the world whose banks are failing and children are starving (or soon will be). I WORK for a living, I don't sit in front of a computer, I don't put a pen to paper, I don't make educated guesses as to what's wrong with your $60,000.00 European sedan, I build and repair homes for people who have LESS THAN ME. and I have DAMN LITTLE. Keep talking. Keep telling me how life is. And bear in mind that I warned you where this was going on page one.
just as i thought,once again you paint a mental picture in your head,and proceed to stereotype. seek mental help..
You have a job, yes? Do you have a roof over your head? Do you have food in your fridge? Have you a computer? Will you sleep in a realtively warm and dry place tonight? Think about how lucky you are.
No Depends on the weather No No Depends on the weather If I consider myself lucky it's because I accept my life. It's other asshats who think I drive a Lex and live in a Hacienda that I can't stomach. Stop watching so many movies. Life in the US ain't MTV. Next.
i can make a relatively warm and dry place with a fucking pocket knife.. what does that have to do with anything? you should come visit for a week odon.. it would be eye opening for you..
Fair enough. I guess this kinda thing can seem rather academic. I'm not basing this on movies. It is just a fact, America, in general, is rich, and you guys have, for the most part, have a decent way of life, in comparison to the majority around the world.
Odon, we're really no different from the rest of the world. London has places where you can't afford a glass of water. Hell, Somalia has places where TOGETHER we can't afford a glass of water. I don't live in those places, don't go to those places, don't THINK about those places. I live in my world where life is not easy, but I accept it because it's what I do. I don't know if America in general is rich. It doesn't interest me. People who think life is great while civilization collapses around our ears piss me off.
This computer belongs to a friend. I have worked for food every day for the past month. I did some work for a wholesale produce market in return for a nice selection of organic produce. Last week I painted a house in PA in return for a place to live when this lovely shithole comes crashing down. Not everything is as it seems.
I see the problem as this: I stated earlier today that I have a mortgage for a quarter million dollars on a house less than 100sf (350 square meters). Some people saw this and perhaps thought that I am living the good life. A house is not a home. I've struggled since 1995 to keep my family together. I raised two kids on my own, kept us together and kept a reasonable roof over our heads. We occasionally didn't have electricity, a few times we didn't have water. But I kept us together and and got them to adulthood without an arrest, an addiction or a pregnancy. I know life is really hard in other places but I didn't really have time to think about that any more than the average person in Manila or Mexico City or Sao Paulo. So don't lump me in with the people who are concerned about what cel phone and car stereo they have. I haven't had time to consider those things.
You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses... Think about it.
Exactly. And you can get mad because you grow roses and people call you an ass because you can't eat them. But you can.