what now?
The world seems so lonely right now. There are bright moments too, but the bleakness is certainly commanding my attention for the time being.
The problems the clients and applicants to the shelter are dealing with make my own issues pale in comparison. Addiction, serious mental illness, abandonment, childhood abuse, divorce, social ineptitude. I feel ill equiped to help these people. What's more- there are some of them who I desperately want to help, but have a tough time getting through the fact that they annoy me to no end! I want to help you, but I'm not your secretary! And thinking that someone like me will be that for you somewhat demonstrates why you are still homeless! It is maddenning.
And Israel! Oy Israel. Desperate homeland. sweet gem in an abyss. Chosen land. What is that? Such a designation. Things are sucking so muh there right now. 1 million people evacuated from their homes to bomb shelters. 90 rockets over the border in a single day. Druz and Arab kids injured and killed too. What a brotherhood. So what's the response? Well- let's trudge north, take out the missiles, and try to get our kidnapped boys again. Great plan right? Well... what if all that does is hurt Lebanese kids and keep them in shelters too? Maybe we get some missiles and militants too. Great. But maybe in the process we're pulling the plug on the only emerging democracy in the region, strengthening a terrorist organization, and forcing the middle class to emigrate out of the country so that it can be inherited by those who really can't tolerate us on their border. Now what?
So what do we do? Twiddle our thumbs while they threaten to launch south of Haifa? Level Hizbollah despite the cost to civilians in the crossfire? Not a picnic of choices. What's worse, I've been feeling that either way the world is a really whacked place. I've also taken to getting really teary eyed during individual conversations with shelter guests- also not ideal for case management.
Then sometimes I think of yall out there on wild adventures. And music. I remember music- and sing and smile.
The problems the clients and applicants to the shelter are dealing with make my own issues pale in comparison. Addiction, serious mental illness, abandonment, childhood abuse, divorce, social ineptitude. I feel ill equiped to help these people. What's more- there are some of them who I desperately want to help, but have a tough time getting through the fact that they annoy me to no end! I want to help you, but I'm not your secretary! And thinking that someone like me will be that for you somewhat demonstrates why you are still homeless! It is maddenning.
And Israel! Oy Israel. Desperate homeland. sweet gem in an abyss. Chosen land. What is that? Such a designation. Things are sucking so muh there right now. 1 million people evacuated from their homes to bomb shelters. 90 rockets over the border in a single day. Druz and Arab kids injured and killed too. What a brotherhood. So what's the response? Well- let's trudge north, take out the missiles, and try to get our kidnapped boys again. Great plan right? Well... what if all that does is hurt Lebanese kids and keep them in shelters too? Maybe we get some missiles and militants too. Great. But maybe in the process we're pulling the plug on the only emerging democracy in the region, strengthening a terrorist organization, and forcing the middle class to emigrate out of the country so that it can be inherited by those who really can't tolerate us on their border. Now what?
So what do we do? Twiddle our thumbs while they threaten to launch south of Haifa? Level Hizbollah despite the cost to civilians in the crossfire? Not a picnic of choices. What's worse, I've been feeling that either way the world is a really whacked place. I've also taken to getting really teary eyed during individual conversations with shelter guests- also not ideal for case management.
Then sometimes I think of yall out there on wild adventures. And music. I remember music- and sing and smile.
posted by Avi at 1:02 AM
1 Comments:
It is nice to hear from you. But, for those of us (aka me) who don't have a clue, what are you doing/where are you working this summer?
Also, very witty title. Anyway, keep listening to the music and smile.
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