whilst minding my own business watching some anime on my pc, my mom made a quick comment regarding some kid who was making money before he could even make first grade. all those evangelists i've ever met always said that God made everyone equal... and hello variance. over half the country are born with lives that teach them to look pathetic whenever they need some quick cash and switch to some ghetto bystander whose vocabulary is composed mostly of curse words. sad as it is, i estimate some 99% of these children will grow up the same way their parents did, reproduce and create more poor children, thus spreading our country's capital on foul bread. (or something)
on the other hand, the rich grow on a more controlled rate, not like the verminous reproduction rate of the poor. they are the people with the larger potential. the greater capital investment to burn up. and yet they spread slowly.
hope... it's the little spark that the poor (and the people who believe that the poor can rise) cling to. our culture's main form of entertainment revolves around cinderella stories that have these happy endings. how often do we get these poor girl meets rich boy stories, they end up married and poor girl gains the luxuries of the rich finally after spending a quarter of her lifetime in the slums. how often do we hear a sad poor person's life in an abs-cbn noon time show, the drama and hardships, the usual "mahirap lang kami, pero ok lang basta lagi kaming magkasama at magsisikap kami" and then abs-cbn hands them some money and then what?
are we seriously expecting to help the poor, one person at a time? spread our wealth one way or another in order to create a difference? after over a score of publicized generosity, are we getting any closer to changing this country?
when you think about it... aren't we just teaching the poor to believe in miracles? aren't we just allocating our taxes towards people who give the least to our society?
during my stay in up diliman, i've encountered several children who'd beg from people and look pathetic whenever they do...then when the person says no or gives some coins/food (ate ayoko nyan, pera gusto ko)/or bills the kid goes back to his friends and stops being pathetic, and does the whole ghetto lifestyle all over again... (and where are their parents anyway?)... and all i can say about them is their existences are annoying.
civic duty, human rights, they are also human... i know all that, but my heart is truly set on the feeling that they are still annoying and i'd be happier if they all just scrunched up in a corner and died en masse.
equality... can you really blame the poor that they can't or might not even want to strive to change their lives?
...the same way, can you blame me for hating them?
and God truly is a just Lord
