a reply to: JAGStorm
Not gonna jump down your throat, JAG, but I do want to offer my own similar fantasy. It has a few notable differences from yours.
If I had a windfall or won the lottery...
Why wait? I do whatever good I can for people now. Sometimes it is the free things that mean the most.
Someone who can't drive, but needs to go somewhere? Offer them a ride.
Someone whose car is broke, fix it for them.
Someone in a wheelchair who has trouble leaving home, build them a ramp.
Someone who is lonely, spend the day with them.
There are a lot of people out there who are in need, but not of money. Money is only green paper... or, as of late, numbers in a computer. It has no
soul, no loyalty, no compassion. It only serves as a roadblock to full potential.
My Santa would give money, gifts & vacations to the truly middle class.
Money is great. I like money. But money is fleeting. That is the largest reason our welfare programs do so little good to get people back on their
feet. There is never enough money, because everyone wants what there is. One could make more of a life change in another by teaching them how to use
the money they have... most waste more than they actually use.
Gifts are nice. I like gifts. But very few gifts, especially those that come from a store, really change someone's life. More often they provide a
little pleasure for a fleeting moment, then wind up taking up space in a landfill somewhere. Oh, there are exceptions to this: something one really
needs, like a new car after they have squeezed every second of life from the old clunker their situation forces them to use. Like a washer and dryer
so they don't spend their time running to the laundromat. But most middle class have these things already.
Vacations are fun. I like vacations. But the true value in a vacation is the ability to forget one's daily routine for a short time. I have seen many
people go on a vacation, and yet their mind is still focused on the things they need to do, the time of day, their upcoming challenges. That
accomplishes nothing, save to make that daily grind all the more ominous afterward.
My vision is somewhat different: I want to change the lives of those I come into contact with. Not just the middle class; there are poor people who
are just as industrious and responsible, but whom life has not been kind to. No, I want to help everyone who wants to help themselves, regardless of
how well that desire has turned out. For me, it's not financial status that calls me to arms; it is drive, determination, and spirit.
Sometimes it is an unexpected meal at a nice place, with a few words of advice and encouragement. Sometimes it is help doing something they cannot do
themselves. Sometimes it's just hope and companionship. But every time, I want the gift I give to be more than a trinket... I want each one to build
others up and make them better, stronger, and more capable of taking on a world that wants to beat them down at every turn. Not just at Christmas, but
That is my fantasy. And I live it every chance I get.