3rd World vs America

Seeing countries such as the poverty stricken ones in South America and Africa amazes me. To think a government can allow its people to slowly decline and get to such a low state of being is unbelievable. I can’t understand how people who can’t take care of themselves still continue to have children, knowing they won’t be able to take care of them either. It seems that there is no end to the women having so many babies. It is also a wonder that they can even carry through their terms. With malnourishment and food shortages, there really should be a bigger hand out of birth control.

As bad as it is, you really need not leave the US to find it. In any given city you find a mother on welfare with several children, continuously living off the government. It’s just our government appears to be in a better shape. We could easily be in that shape ourselves if we continue to support people who abuse, some purposefully, the system. Just like ancient Rome where 80% of the population lived on the ‘Bread & Circuses’ welfare system which eventually swallowed their economy.

In theory it was a nice thought. We can take care of our people so they won’t want to rebel. But when you have a safety net, most people will jump. Why should I work hard if there is someone or something that will take care of me? What will it take for the human race to learn and understand history? My aunt has lived off the system since before I was born. She married my mother’s brother, who was born with heart problems, because he was unable to work and was receiving a government check. My aunt is and was fully capable of working. She has not worked another day since.She used to sell her government food hand outs for drugs and alcohol. All three of my cousins by her were addicted to some drug when they were born. They all were in the hospital for extended amounts of time and to this day have learning disabilities. As time wore on, my uncle’s condition worsened with his substance abuse. His life ended at thirty seven in March 1998.

In many ways, the horrible home life of children who grow up in the underdeveloped malnourishment and exhaustive heat of the desert is comparable to many scenario’s right here in America, including that of my cousins. My aunt and uncle would beat each other and scream, fight at each other right in front of their kids. Some of those times even included the children. There were always drugs around and never enough to eat, a very unhealthy existence. Only one of my cousins finished high school, just to get in another abusive situation and have a baby at a young age. It seems no matter where you go in the world, there will always be this epidemic going on. Will there ever be anything that could possible be done to change people? Or, is this just a part of human nature that no one can control? That, in itself, is the saddest thought of all.