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musical_soul
(775 posts)Everybody's so worried about gays. I am waiting for the day when nobody cares.
hollysmom
(5,946 posts)and, yes, I donate to the food bank every week and UNICEF. But there is nothing to do when the politics of the area does not allow you to help.
tblue
(16,350 posts)Good one!
AldoLeopold
(617 posts)but donate food all you like - ecologically speaking, those areas have far outstripped their carrying capacity. Feed them, get them healthy, they will breed, and the carrying capacity will be exceeded again. Even if you can get the food to the people and children who need it. The good news is that much of humanity will be in the same position rather soon, so it will all balance out in the end.
Sometimes you just have to let a wound heal on its own.
Ok, I'm ready for my punch now.
PCIntern
(25,549 posts)and/or edumacation (sic), and/or something...
Letting people die of starvation is not exactly altruistic or even sane AFAIC....
Kalidurga
(14,177 posts)People only breed when food is available because they live to do it. I sincerely hope you enjoy a short stay. Have a great day.
Your post makes no sense. Please explain. People only breed when food is available because they live to do it? So your grand plan for humanity is to eat and breed? I don't know if you've looked around, but that's not working out too well.
Tell you what, put your heart in a box for a second, take a population ecology course and get back to me after you've run the numbers and understand the concepts. What seems heartless to you may save countless lives in the future. All you're doing by this is postponing the inevitable - an inevitability which I believe is in store for all humans on earth.
We are part of the ecology whether you want to believe it or not. This won't work - its never worked, it never will work. It isn't all the warlord's faults.
Kalidurga
(14,177 posts)won't bother me a bit.
Journeyman
(15,031 posts)Botswana
John Stewart ("Punch the Big Guy"
Oh, I live in California. I can look out at the ocean
On the silver blue Pacific. It is always there to see,
But I'm so busy working that I don't have time to see it,
But it's the knowing that it's there that means lot to me.
And it makes it hard, when I close my eyes,
When I can see the pictures taken at Botswanna
The pictures of the children with the flies in their eyes.
And those with all the money, they are having nervous breakdowns,
And they're always taking pills to make them feel the otherwise.
Well, how could I ever stumble or complain that things aren't going right?
How could I ever fail to see rainbows in the skies?
And it makes it hard, when I close my eyes,
Because I can see the pictures taken at Botswanna
The pictures of the children with the flies in their eyes.
Oh, faith it is a fire, and it's fanned by the winds of thanks.
I am worried of our numbers, and I'm worried of our ranks,
As we fire up the Porsches, fighting to survive,
And we look for valet parking out on Rodeo Drive.
And it makes it hard. I wonder if God cries
When he sees the pictures taken at Botswanna
The pictures of the children with the flies in their eyes.
And I'm not my brother's keeper, for I do not have the power,
As if part of some great game that they play on the other side;
Because it's all I can do to just keep myself together.
Still, I see the faces in the blue Pacific tide.
And it makes it hard, when I close my eyes,
And I can see the pictures taken at Botswanna
The pictures of the children with the flies in their eyes.
Is it not for us to wonder? Is it not for us to question?
Is it not for us to cry out? This cannot be denied;
For we are but a family without walls, but we have waters,
And every face you see, it is you and it is I.
And it makes it hard, when you close your eyes,
And you can see the pictures taken at Botswanna
The pictures of the children, yeah, the pictures of the children
With the flies in their eyes.
[Recorded by John Stewart on "Punch the Big Guy," 1987.]