...other than GENUIS, I can think of a few:
Disclaimer: I am not a moron, but his made me think again...
(((we've all seen the commercial's with Sara(h) Struthers on the screen, holding a starving baby in her lap with flies surrounding the mass of them...or the bald headed white man with the white beard alongside a train-track, holding a baby and talking to the camera like YOU:
"Blah, blah and blah, these kids are F-ing hungry! and at only eleven cents a day you could SAVE a CHILD'S LIFE!")))
Now, watch it on YouTube.com and then come back...
From the start I was unsettled, laughing almost guiltily, but the seed of truth had already been planted, and so as the commercial continued I came to the part where she comes up with a solution to world hunger-feeding the hungry, only a sad joke at this point, at which point I found it, almost impossible, NOT to laugh. Because she had made it a joke; children, mother's and father's were going without food while we throw away extra's of mother's last meal.
As we dump the remainder into the trash-can, think to yourself what your parent's used to say to you: "You know, there are people starving in Africa who would just love what you are throwing into the garbage..."
...instead of just shrugging your shoulders and giving your parent's the proverbial finger, take to heart what you are wasting...think of another that would scrape and pull for just one bite of what you've thrown away...
imagine if we just started here: and taking only what you know you can stomach...
what you know you can put away...
Eighteen cents a day, they say, can pull a person out of starvation...and so, why then are we not united in solving the hunger problem? Because of the mere fact that you and I are healthy and without need of nourishment? Or because they are too far away to think about, to consider, to weigh the real and true facts? Or merely because you are lazy and don't know how to do it.
Maybe you are well-intentioned and don't want any unnecessary folks (children) to die...I was too, but what did I do? I wrote a blog...
"When we are able, we will (and would) give," we say to ourselves, like a lullaby at night; and fill us to the brink; fill us to the extent that we throw half of it in the garbage-can and call it alright, and call it a night, after all, the garbage-men come once a week...
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