Had to go through the “city” section of Baltimore the other day.
It was shocking — the worst ghetto I’ve ever seen, in my life. I feared for my life as I drove through these streets.
One thing that stuck out most — the massive amounts of garbage just strewn everywhere in their neighborhoods. All over the sidewalks — all throughout the park areas. It was everywhere. Horrible. Why don’t they even bother to pick up their own trash?? It’s pitiful.
And so it struck me — these people need to “pick up the trash” from their yards AND from their own lives first ...no one will EVER be able to help those who cannot or will not even bother to help themselves. They are given EVERYTHING for free ...yet they literally just trash it. Are we also to go in and pick up their trash FOR them??
I have NO pity on this segment of blacks in our society. They are hopeless, as long as they refuse to help themselves.
I applaud the ones who make it out of that mess.
Good points. Agree completely.
It’s not just blacks, either. I have seen appaling levels of filth and clutter in Hispanic and white ‘Rat areas too. And consider the garbage-strewn cesspools that the “Occupy” movement created (and left behind for others to clean up).
I think it’s a combination of the marxist/socialist mentality coupled with the “tragedy of the commons”.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tragedy_of_the_commons
By the way, the “tragedy of the commons” afflicts the wealthy too. And it’s at the root of the FedGov attitude that says “Borrow and spend now! Who cares if our kids drown in debt!”
Christianity, not government regulation, is the antidote to the tragedy of the commons. Men who worship the Creator and follow the teachings of Jesus are self-motivated not to spoil the commons for everyone else to satisfy their own greed.
The Founders, in their God-given wisdom, understood this.
FRegards
It is exactly as you describe. Filthy, run down and trash everywhere. People hanging out on every corner, or passed out on the sidewalk. Just disgusting.
I was never so glad to find my way out of that maze.
Up till age five, I and my family lived in a certain neighborhood in Chicago. We moved to the suburbs right when blacks were starting to move in to our neighborhood. (I don't know if that's why my parents moved or not, but anyway, that's beside the point.) Ten years later, our former neighborhood had turned completely black. The residents were complaining that there was trash and dirt and rats everywhere. They screamed racism and demanded the government do something about it. I still remember my mother reading the newspaper and shaking her head, commenting that there were no rats when we lived there.