What dawns on me this past week. That no matter what happens in my life, no matter what catastrophic events play out, I have no control over them.
Take for example, my parents. Lets say they are reach their 60′s and they need a little help. Disregarding past injustices you or I would like to help them out. Say they are living at the edge of poverty and every moment they could be on the street. You could say it’s their own fault. They should have saved. They should have managed their money better, but then you remember.
The one thing my parents consistently did was to help out my siblings. Call it a fault in their character if you want to. My parents consistently gave money to my brothers and my sister when they needed it. Well at least they tried to help them and that is one redeeming quality.
Whats interesting, well whats fucked up now is the way the system works. Even if I tried to help my parents I would be penalized by the system. The only priority being the payment of MEP or as you know (well if you read past blogs) will take away everything. So if my mom doesn’t have enough money to give my father a proper burial who gives a fuck? Not the government says I.
