Years ago I went on a mission outreach to Tampico Mexico and part of the outreach was ministering to the people who live in the city dump. Who daily scrounge for food and anything they can recycle and sell to make life better in their dirt floor cardboard and metal homes. I went down with a youth group outreach for WIM and it really opened my eyes and theirs of how fortunate we are to live in America.
Indeed. Years ago my wife and I went to Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe on our honeymoon. The ordinary people there were amazing; the lack of material wealth was staggering and yet, rather than sitting around whinging about how bad the “99%” have it (in their case it probably would have been 99.99%), they were aggressively trying to sell whatever they could find or make that they thought would appeal to the tourists and other visitors. Even given the almost overwhelming economic handicaps they were suffering under, they were still trying to do what they could to make their lives a little better.
Meanwhile, here are these crybabies, most of whom live like kings and queens of old compared to the honest, and honestly poor, folks in places such as Zimbabwe.