I’m Probably About to Step on Some Toes

This is what pisses me off haha
and I’m a little behind the times on this one, but the circumstances in Haiti have been chewing at the seams of my mind lately, which has been full to bursting. I’ve simply been waiting for a moment when I could find the time to do my thoughts some small bit of justice rather than unleashing a hurried rant. Although this may turn out to be just another rant of mine as I have no concrete idea of where this will go and we all know my abilities (or lack there-of) when it comes to writing. So here goes…
First of all, please allow me to acknowledge the tragedy in Haiti. I won’t claim, to any extent, to be an expert on the event. For that matter, I’m not even well informed. But the destruction and devastation experienced, witnessed and endured by the country is clear and undeniable. My sympathies, condolences, thoughts and prayers go out to the earthquake victims, both the lost and the injured, and their families.
My bone to pick is not with the innocent and helpless victims in Haiti, but with the many Americans that are so quick to be the first on the battle lines in response to tragedies of such an internationally recognized intensity. We rush to the aid of the victims, but how soon do we forget? How soon do we move on?
Seeing the piles of rubble on the news and watching as families struggled to save their own because they knew there was no time to wait for rescue crews, I couldn’t help but be reminded of 9/11. I was in eighth grade. This September will mark the passing of 9 years since the attacks and next September will mark a decade. How often do we remember that day? How often do we stop and think about the national crisis that we endured? My generation has grown “fat and lazy” so to speak and has been desensitized (perhaps by the media) and there is no measuring the lack of appreciation that has begun to drown out good old-fashioned respect, reverence and general kindness. While generations before ours lived with the threat of invasion on our soil in the World Wars and the fear of Red spies and nuclear attacks during the Cold War, we have grown complacent in the nest of the U.S., shielded from reality by its international power.
When we respond to a tragedy, when we attempt to meet the need of another, how are we responding? And why are we responding? Again, let me remind you, I have no desire to undermine the circumstances in Haiti. Those in Haiti need our help and are no less deserving of our commitment than anyone else. But as we set out to lend a helping hand, if we choose to do so, can we do it with no thought of self-gain? No thought of boosting our reputation? No feeling of self-righteousness? Can we do it simply because we see a gaping need and hope beyond hope that if we ever find ourselves in a similar situation, another might lend a hand to help us back to our feet? And when it is all over and done with, can we remember the effort it took? Can we remember the collective efforts of strangers drawn together by a common cause? Can we maintain a grasp on our renewed thanks and appreciation for all we know and have in this country?
Or will we turn our backs and walk away, forgetting the tragedy and forgetting those who worked night and day in an effort to rescue and rebuild, returning instead to our sense of entitlement and continuing to take life itself for granted… again?
I have been tapped on the shoulder by guilt more than once since I learned of the earthquake in Haiti. Especially by the realization that a donation does not have to be any grand amount. I believe that even a small donation of ten dollars can and will help. Have I made a donation? I have not. Each time I have that conversation with myself, I realize there are those in this country, perhaps in my own backyard, that need my help. And as I cannot afford to support every cause and effort that touches my heart or wrenches my gut, I have decided that the next time I am made aware of a need in my own community I will do my best to be of some assistance.
“At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebearers, and true to our founding documents. So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.” ( http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/20/obama.politics/ )
Perhaps you remember those words. They were spoken by President Barack Obama almost one year ago during his Inauguration. No matter your opinion of our President, you cannot deny the truth that the prosperity of any group, community, nation or people is a collective responsibility, it does not rest simply on the shoulders of those in power or the financially able (even if those two happen to be one). It comes down to us, the people, and depends on our day to day efforts. If we each focus within our communities, those communities will become strong and will hopefully cue the ripple effect.
I have gotten off track now and I have lost my initial intent in the pursuit of a much larger topic so I will sign off for now. In essence I guess I was attempting to say by all means, support the efforts in Haiti if you can afford to do so but please only do so out of genuine good will. And when things are resolved please do not take the privileges we know, for granted. And perhaps most importantly, just because “small” issues within your own community do not make headlines locally, let alone nationally and internationally, please do not consider them any less worthy and deserving of your attention.
Please do respond with your own thoughts, comments and opinions. Even correct me or critique me if you wish, but I ask that you please do so in an intelligent and respectful manner, as I have tried to do the same. I have made these comments fully aware that I have been amongst the ranks of those I am critiquing, more often than not.
What do you think?
