WELFARE mothers are lazy, ABORTION is murder, ADD is a crock and CHARITY is for bums..........   Author:  38474  Category:(Discussion) Created:(12/8/2001 10:00:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (588 times) Was it the title that brought you here? I had to get your attention somehow. I really wanted to share this with everyone.... First let me make it clear that I did NOT write this. I found it in a book called "Believing In Myself" written by Earnie Larsen and Carol Hegarty. I have been doing alot more reading lately due to the boredom from surgery recovery. I think it is a very interesting piece of writing and I wanted to share it. It kinda opened my eyes. I am in the debate section alot and I, like alot of others, tend to look at the statistics and forget about the people behind them. I base my opinions on the facts as I know them, I use my life experiance as a basis for my views. I learn from researching a topic. I guess my point is that I always try to see the statistics and the facts. I am not one who trys to look at the emotions behind them. In doing so I would have to acknowledge that for every fact and statistic that I find there is a human being that has had to personally face the problem I am researching. So please the next time you think a mother on welfare is just plain lazy, a woman who has had to make the decision to abort her child is just a selfish murderer, parents that medicate their child due to ADD or ADHD are just unfit parents who don't want to parent their child, or that the person who is panhandling is just a bum, TRY THINKING ABOUT THE PERSON YOU ARE CONDEMNING. Walk a mile in their shoes before you condemn them and label them. That mother who is on welfare, could have just left an abusive husband who has always supported her as long as he was allowed to beat the holy crap out of her. That single mother who aborted her child could have been moments away from death, it could have been a medical necessity that she abort or die. Who would raise her already living children? Those parents who are medicating their child because of ADD or ADHD could have just spent years trying to do EVERYTHING in their power to help their child without medication and NOTHING worked. Oh, and that gentleman who was outside your doorstep panhandling, he could have been one of the WONDERFUL veterans who fought in Vietnam and continues to fight that war in his mind to THIS VERY DAY. So please try to understand the PERSON and the SITUATION BEFORE you condemn them. "Do not put your faith in what statistics say until you have carefully considered what the do not say." William W. Watt Way back in kindergarten we started learning to sort out same from different. When we could separate the red buttons from the blue, the short sticks from the long, we got a pat on the head. Categorizing is a thinking skill that helps us organize facts so we can deal with them better. If we couldn't sort things out, our world would be an unmanageable mess. But human beings are neither facts nor things. When we categorize ourselves or other people, we deceive ourselves. Such categorization dehumanize and makes self-esteem impossible. People are too complex to fit into our pigeon holes. Labels like unemployed and welfare recipient, for example, only mean what they mean. They tell us only a little piece of an individual's rich story. Such labels describe, BUT they do NOT define. They turn people into statistics. In our pursuit of right thinking, we begin to see that other people, just like ourselves, are NOT nearly so neatly classifiable as we thought they were. In discovering our own rich mix of pluses and minuses, we realize that tidying up people into neat compartments has been a way of discounting them. Instead of categorizing to think better, we have categorized to slap down a label so we don't have to think at all. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  38474 ( Click here ) Spring is coming