Closing The Divide, 13

I only wish I could wave a magic wand, and, Hey! Presto! we would suddenly all be virtuous, happy and altruistic saints, helping one another and rebuilding society into a cause for celebration and a place of refuge and safety where all could thrive without any sense of threat or harm. That is the vision of the Holy Mountain, of course, and well, Gentle Reader, we just ain't there yet. This isn't to say that we aren't better off than we were a hundred years ago. We have toilet paper. And the Internet. And tons of human rights that weren't recognized before the Second World War. In fact, back then, I don't event think there was much of a public concept about human rights. We do have homelessness o, and this has been a particular problem here for at least the last twenty years. Just the other day, on my way home from work, I ended up helping a blind and traumatized homeless man in my area get to the neighbourhood Tim Horton's. Why is that man, who is over seventy, homeless? And there is also the woman (aboriginal, I think), begging in front of my building, which is all low income tenants. There are many reasons for those unfortunate people being where they are, but I don't know them, so I know nothing about their situation: only that they are homeless (likely, anyway), and vulnerable, and very very poor. And yet, our Prime Minister Junior seems to realize that there is plenty of money in our national coffers, otherwise he wouldn't be offering to bail out Kinder Morgan, just in case they can't get their stupid pipeline built in my province. So his rich bodies get federal bailout, thanks to the taxpayers, and people like that blind man and that woman begging next door get nothing? This is what we have come to. The poor and vulnerable are always treated like an afterthought. Like the environment. And we have to yell and scream to make ourselves heard by those idiots who get voted into power by idiots to govern this country full of idiots who would rather spend lavishly on the grieving but financially well off families of dead junior hockey players, than to put the money where it is really needed! Big business and jocks always trump the environment and the poor in this country. And it's like this all over the world. The strong and the wealthy, and those who feed our imaginations with fantasies of power, wealth, sexiness and popularity always get first place. Everyone else has to stand in line. And almost everyone else gets nothing. And you can't say anything without coming across as being somehow un-Canadian and cranky. We have to keep yelling sense into those blockheads, even if it seems futile. Some of them will get it, but by then it'll be too late. We will have more and more homeless beggars choking our sidewalks while this planet becomes so uninhabitable that our only option will be to close our eyes, stick our heads between our knees and kiss our sorry asses goodbye. I hope it doesn`t come to this. It doesn`t have to come to this. But we are going to have to wake up and get to work because time is running out.