Rich cats, hungry children, and me. Poverty in America.

Life here in the America is pretty good all the time for ninety-nine percent of us. If it is not, it is because of a serious problem in the family unit, not because food and clothing money are missing to start with. Moving to other countries the story changes as they lives are much different. Life is tough in some places, people starve to death every day, and people die young of many diseases, some suffering greatly before they die due to lack of medical care. In other areas of the world, people struggle every day to find enough to eat.

The distinction is pretty large. I read on Yahoo (I think), that among preteens in America, kids think other kids are poor if they do not have a cell phone! Come on, what does a ten year old child need with their own cell phone? And who is putting these thoughts into children’s heads to start with?

The great divide when I was a preteen was color television. After that it moved to cable television, then play stations, computers, and until recently ipods. Now it appears to be cell phones that determine a child’s self worth? Does anyone else see something missing in this picture?

In the American ghettos not to long ago people started showing their underwear off as their pants hung down below their underwear. Much of America thought it was disgusting. I thought it was very clever. The first people to do this, I am sure had their underwear showing for a couple of reasons. First they were wearing pants that belong to an older brother, or maybe father. Secondly, they had achieved a new level of success in their neighborhood. They actually had money to buy underwear with! Talk about social climbing for a few dollars. Young women are spending how much on thongs these days? Back to reality…

Since when did a thing or a couple of things determine a child’s, and more likely some adults self worth? Do parents from poor families show up at their case workers office, and complain that their child can not feel equal because they do not have a cell phone to flash in front of their friends? Do they feel as inadequate because many poor kids in America can not read or write at their grade level? Are the more important problems of poverty left unsaid because it would cost more to fix than buying a kid a cell phone to use?

I have a couple of cats. I imagine these cats cost between forty and fifty dollars a month to keep alive and to feed. I find it so sad that I need to spend the amount for the care and feeding of two or more of the poorest children somewhere on earth for a month, on two cats. Some days it shames me when I am standing in line waiting to buy a plastic bucket of ground, treated clay for sixteen or more dollars, just so two cats have a place to crap.

Those cats aren’t even the status symbols of animals. You have to be up in the very large dog breeds, or own horses to have your pets be status symbols. Which reminds me, there is a very prominent property here in town where they keep horses. There horses are kept in a five thousand foot air conditioned temperature controlled stable. Maybe cell phones are required gear for kids after all, and I am a lot closer to poor than I realize.

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Grateful on Thanksgiving, reasons for the poor

There sure are a lot of ideas about important issues in the world! Whether your concern is politics, religion, sports, global warming, or the black-bellied-dew-lover, there is someone out there who has a different opinion on the subject than you do. I remember being shocked in a college sociology class when one of the reasons given of why poor people exist was so wealthier people have a baseline from which to judge their success. I thought that was a very poor reason, but I am sure there are many people who need [dollar] poor people to feel better about themselves and their position in life.

Opening the door to discussion and poor people, there are many people in the world who believe in other reasons of why there the worlds poor exist. Some believe they were in a different reality or state of being before coming here. In that place, they plotted out their lives in great detail depending on what they need to learn or accomplish here on their earth journey. I can see how this thinking has appeal, as it is reasonable. It may explain why there is so much needless suffering and pain in our world, and why so little seems to be done about it that actually helps it.

Of all the people in these life situations, I wonder if any of them, even a large enough percentage of them to be a slight majority, feel they selected the life they are living? I can imagine myself, plotting out my life so it is comfortable, with a few bumps in the road, but overall an easy life to get through, and I have plenty of opportunity to accomplish what I think I should be doing here on earth.

I can not on the other hand imagine myself choosing to be born, live and die, in a nameless slum in a mostly poor, under developed country. Somewhere where I would rarely go to sleep wrapped up in the contentment of my life. A life, where many of my brothers and sisters, and friends, died from hunger, or other childhood diseases would be terrible to live through. Or even worse, be one of the many thousands in war torn parts of the world where I would have been mutilated, and disfigured because I have the wrong family roots.

What noble spirits these people must have if indeed they plan out their life in such conditions that even the poorest person I know is living like royalty compared to them! I like to think I am a somewhat caring person, and I try to make this world a little better every day. But if all those spirits who chose a life of suffering get from me is a lukewarm effort to improve the world, I wonder if it is worth it for them?

Then of course some people feel that they live an impoverished life because they need to learn something from it. Edgar Casey who’s writings I have a lot of respect for is in this group of people. I remember reading Casey doing a reading of a woman with polio who had a crippled hip and leg. Casey in his trance-like state told the woman she was crippled in the hip because in another life she was a Roman citizen of some status who laughed while a woman in an arena was being savaged by a starving lion, and her hip was crushed in that lions jaws. Casey said this woman was paying the price for her actions. This version of life carries a lot more meaning to me, and is also much more sobering idea than the previous version, and thinking about it too long makes it somewhat frightening.

There is another group of Christians who take yet another spin on this thought. They feel that the bible verse about the sins of the fathers being visited upon the heads of the son’s is directly speaking of karma and reincarnation. The problems we suffer in this life are a result of something we did within three previous lives of this life. This is another idea that when thought about too long could cause some long term sleepless nights for some people.

Just to round things out, there are the children’s stories, where bad people somehow always meet with a bad ending. Somehow these stories make life a little better, leaving me with the idea, that everything balances out in the end. As an adult, it is just defining that end point where everything works out for the best that causes sleep loss.

Today this day is set aside to be grateful – here in my country. Grateful I am, that if any of the above beliefs are true that I am not among the starving, the poor, or the wartime victims. I am grateful, for a life that is stable, and as secure as I have a right to expect. I have good, abundant food to eat, hot water, and clean clothes. I am thankful, that while I may not be doing everything I can to make the world a better place, I happily do enough to look at myself in a mirror, and sleep at night.

I hope your life is filled with things that make you content. I hope you can look yourself in the mirror and know that you do what you can. Perhaps every one of those beliefs is valid and true, only our view changes. If those people did before coming here, choose that life of poverty and despair for me to learn from, I hope I am a worthy student. Finally, I hope we both do not look down upon those who appear to have less than ourselves, and we do what we can to improve their situation, even a little.

As the saying goes, remember the reason for the season. Happy Thanksgiving!

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